Page 64 of The Blue Rose
I’m Serena Fucking Raven!
Like you always tell me. I need help choosing a dress for tonight. I am thinking either the blue, green, or burgundy dress, you know the ones.
Help!
I wait for a text back, but after five minutes of pacing back and forth in front of my closet, without an answer. I throw my phone on my bed, frustrated that she’s ignoring me, I bite my nails and decide it’s up to me to choose.
What does one wear to a place she hasn’t been to in five years while trying to conquer her demons with a hot boyfriend on her arm?Shuffling through dress after dress and laying them out on my bed, I stand with my finger playing with my lip.
Fuck it, let’s go with green. That means growth and new beginnings, and I’m getting both with Aster.
Since meeting him, Aster has shown me who I am. He’s helped bring out the darkness I try so hard to hide, finally giving me permission to accept it. The first time it slipped was when I enjoyed watching him crush Tyler's hand. I saw the look in his eye when he realized I wasn’t going to run scared from a little pain. Then again at the haunted house.I think, no…A smirklifts my lips curling them into a sinister smile.I know we both enjoyed fucking in each others blood.
We are both starting to open up more about how we feel towards one another, and although it is scary and I'm terrified it could be over in the blink of an eye, I want to see where this leads. I’m diving headfirst into uncharted waters knowing even if I drown, he won’t let me die. He would jump in after me to save me, that is just who he is.
I sit in front of my vanity, applying my red lipstick, smacking my lips together and grabbing my dangle gold leaf earrings.
It’s getting cooler outside, but still warm enough, at least for me to be able to wear a long emerald green dress without a jacket. It has lace at the top, and hugs my waist to accentuate my curves. My black boots give me a few extra inches, bringing me closer to Aster’s height and bringing the look together.
As I’m zipping up my boots, my phone dings, and I already know it’s from Aster, probably telling me he’s almost here.
Aster
I’m here.
I knew it.
Serena
Be right down, don’t bother coming to the door
Aster is standing at his car, arms and legs crossed, staring at the ground. He looks amazing dressed in all black with the sleeves of his button down rolled up.That man is a damn snack, and I can’t wait to savor him later.He looks up, a smile spreading across his face as I saunter towards him.
He lunges for me, grabbing me by the waist and smashes his lips against mine, leaving me breathless.
“I missed you, too.” I giggle, pecking his lips one more time as he opens my door. Before I can step into the car, he spins me around and whistles low, the sound settling deep within me.
“You look ravishing tonight, I can’t wait to rip this dress off of you,” he murmurs while licking his lips.
“If you want to taste your dessert tonight, you better not rip this dress.”
He helps me in the car and leans down, one arm above his head against the frame of the car and looking down with a devilish grin. “Your threats don’t scare me, little vixen, Ialwaysget a taste.” He stands up, about to close the door, his eyes sparkling in the waning light. “Besides, you know you can’t resist me.”
He’s right, I can’t.
The place is justas I remember. Right when you walk in the doors, you get an instant smell of garlic and herbs that make your mouth water. We get seated as soon as we walk in, since the reservation is in Aster's name. I haven’t seen Gene or Betty yet, but I know they’re here. They're always here. They love to walk around and get to know their patrons, making sure everything is to their customers' liking.
That’s why Mom and I loved coming here, they make you feel so welcome. Once you enter their doors, you’re family, not just a dollar sign.
The waiter brings over a basket of fresh baked bread and a saucer of olive oil to dip them in. The smells immediately bringme back to the last time I was here with my mom, and I have to blink back the tears.I don’t want Aster to see me cry.
I feel Aster grab my hand and tilt my chin, breaking me of my morose thoughts.
“Is everything okay?” His eyebrows pinch together, concern written all over his face. His thumb slowly rubs my hand, and I smile weakly at him, nodding my head. “Serena, I can tell something is bothering you. If you don’t tell me what it is, I will bend you over my knee, lift your dress, and spank your ass for everyone to see.”
A blush creeps up my neck and I look away.That doesn't sound like a threat to me, sounds exactly like the distraction I need.I know Aster’s words aren’t an empty threat, and as much as that excites me, I don’t need to make my presence known. Not like that. I don’t want my presence to be known in the first place.
I feel Aster's hand tighten around mine, making me look back up to meet his eyes. My lips tighten into a thin line, and I take a deep breath glancing around at the memory filled room.
