Page 39 of Michael's Awakening
I smiled. “Are you a damsel in distress in need of rescuing?”
“As if.” He scoffed. “I just drove past a creepy looking barn that looked like it could be some serial killer’s secret hideout. Am I close yet?”
Picturing the barn he referred to, I grinned and answered, “If that barn had an old red truck in front of it, yes you’re close. Make a left at the next road and drive all the way down until the road ends. You’ll see my house from there.”
“Michael, I swear on Prada that if I get murdered out here, I’m coming back to haunt you.”
I barked out a laugh and hung up the phone. He would be there any minute and I needed to finish dinner.
Gabriel was a vegetarian, so I went online and googled vegetarian dishes. I found one called Roasted Asparagus and Tomato Penne Salad that sounded decent and the preparation was simple enough. After the pasta was cooked, I put the asparagus, tomato and other ingredients in a pan to bake in the oven. After the appropriate time passed, I removed the pan and let it sit for a few minutes to cool. Getting out a few plates and silverware, I set the table and squinted my eyes as I looked over everything.
Fuck, I was a nervous wreck.
Hearing a car pull up in my driveway, I glanced out the window and saw Gabriel’s pinkVolkswagen Beetle. With one last look at the table, I walked to the front door and opened it.
Gabriel had just stepped out of his car, wobbling on stiletto heels as the gravel underneath him off-set his balance.
I grinned.
“Need help there, Princess?” I crossed my arms and leaned against the door frame.
He looked up at me and stuck his tongue out. “Very funny. If you didn’t live like a country bumpkin, I wouldn’t be having this issue.”
As he finally made it to my porch, I stepped forward and brought him into my arms. “You look fucking amazing.”
And he did. His short blond hair was neatly fixed, with his bangs a little longer and swooped to the side. Recently, he put teal highlights in his hair and it looked damn sexy. He was wearing black pleather pants, a white blouse with a black leather jacket pulled over it, and purple spiked heels with studs on them. A glittery, purple eye shadow was on his eyelids and his pale blue eyes were smoldering.
His lavender scent filled my senses and I leaned down to nuzzle his neck, finding that spot that drove him crazy.
“You hungry?” I asked with my face still buried in his neck.
“Uh… not for food.” He tilted his head back and then pouted when I pulled away. “You’re such a tease.”
“You love it,” I smirked. Grabbing his hand, I led him inside.
“Wow, I might give you a hard time for living all the way out here, but your house is gorgeous.” Gabriel held onto my hand and slowly swung it back and forth as he looked around.
“Thank you.” I brought his hand up and kissed it. “I like living out here away from everything. It’s secluded and surrounded by countryside, but town is only about ten minutes away if I need anything.”
“Sounds perfect.” He stopped looking around and turned toward me with a breathtaking smile.
What would I do if he chose to leave me after tonight? The thought of never seeing that smile again crushed me.
“Would you like to eat first, or take a tour of the house?” I asked, attempting to make my tone light.
“Well, whatever you have cooking smells wonderful. So, I vote on dinner first.” He smiled at me and started swinging our hands again.
“As Your Majesty commands.” I bowed and grinned when he playfully slapped my arm.
Still holding his hand, I led him to the kitchen and sat him down at the table. I walked over to the oven and dumped the contents of the pan into a large bowl with the pasta and arugula. Once it was well mixed, I sprinkled some goat cheese on the top for a finishing touch.
I hoped he liked it. I was definitely no chef.
“I can’t believe you made me dinner,” Gabriel said, shocked, as he glanced at the food I had just placed on the table. “And it looks fancy.”
“Nah, it’s nothing fancy. And if it tastes like shit, we can order a pizza. Deal?” I smiled at him, causing him to giggle.
I poured us each a glass of wine and made sure Gabriel had everything he needed before picking up my fork and taking a bite.
