31 Date Night

In front of date number one stood a man dressed in a nicely tailored coppery green suit, with a a black tie. His brown soft hair waved to the flow of the soft breeze's direction as he took a seat in front of the woman that was waiting.

She observed his face. He looked so much better than the lame profile picture he picked, she was glad she keyed to her friends advice and accepted the date request.

His full dark lashes glowed mysteriously and he parted his cupid lips to talk. The woman's smile also beamed. He was impressed with her appearance, beautiful autumn hair, and a heart shaped face with no make up except from the transparent gloss on her lips.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Guiren" He held his hand to hers then placed a tender kiss as soon as their hands intertwined.

"You're handsome Guiren..." He smirked at her appealing words as she bit her lip as she desired to play around with him.

"So tell me Guiren...about your past relationships. Steamy or vanilla" She said cutely as she took a sip from the glass of wine on the table.

"Well, I've never been in a relationship with a woman."

"Wow, strange but okay" His eyes traveled from her face to her collar bone then the parting of her cleavage. The dress she had on was revealing but he was sure she knew what she was doing.

"Anything else you'd like to tell me?"

"Well I'm a CEO of my own company, I'm almost forty, just three years younger. I like women like you" He winked and she giggled as she held unto his hand once again.

"You're very interesting but my time is up"

He cussed silently as he glanced at his watch. She quickly got up, dropped off her number with her name on it.

The next woman stepped in after exactly five minutes, he started to wonder if there was a waiting line somewhere outside the restaurant.

It was going to be a long night.

The next woman was quite chubby, she seemed like a mixed race. Her skin tone was darker than the normal snow white skin he was used to, blonde hair stopping exactly at her shoulders, and a mole beside the sharp point if her mouth.

She wore a high neck bright blue blouse neatly tucked into her paper brown mini skirt. They exchanged greetings as usual, but only he was allowed to say his name.

Just like he did with the other woman, told some jokes, asked a few questions, kissed her hand and she dropped off her number. The same thing kept in happening. He got tired of it.

He didn't feel the spark he wanted to. None of the women he encountered could warm him up and invite him to the world of pure peace and fruitfulness of a real feelings.

They were only able to arouse him with their full lips, exposed cleavage and skin, nothing more, nothing less.

He tossed all their numbers Into a trash can and headed out. It wasn't that late, he decided to drive over to Meilin's place to see her and the kids.

He parked his car by the house. Brought out the bouquets of flowers he bought on his way then walked to the the front door.

He rang the doorbell twice and a voice came from the other side "Coming..." Meilin opened the door and was stunned by the unawareness of his visit.

"Mr...I mean Guiren...What brings you here, this time of the night?"

"Can I come in?" He answered her with a question of his own as he raised his hand showing her the beautiful flowers he got.

She took it from him and made way as he stepped in yawning. He put his coat on the clothes rack then slumped his body on the sofa.

His eyes settled on the flowers meilin placed on the table and he stared at it for a while. Quite pretty and bright petals.

He could feel the tiredness consuming his remaining power bars leaving him completely weak. Why was he so tired. Was it because of the countless days he spent without sleeping? whatever it was, it was really taking a toll on him.

"Are you okay?" Meilin asked coming from the action with a tray with two cups of tea on top. He didn't have appetite for anything liquid, that's all he took when he was at the restaurants.

"I'm okay meilin..." He said and she frowned but she gave him a nod.

"You're beautiful..." he said softly as his eyes locked on her and she coughed "Uh...thanks..."

"I really mean it meilin, you're very beautiful..."

She was starting to be freaked out by the persistence of his words "Okay...okay...I get it."

"Sorry" He said. His eyes finally came to a close and he softly breathed. She noticed he fell asleep. Whatever he drank must've left him In the state of partial drowsiness.

She stared at him for a while also observing his features the same way he must've done to her. He was actually good looking even though he looked like a mess, his stature was somewhat flawless.

She didn't know what to do with him, having a man stay over at her house specifically on her sofa was like an unexpected movie scene.

Would it be right to leave him there? She had a clean guest room but the problem would be taking his knocked cold body there. She didn't have the strength neither was she motivated to do it.

What if she just covered him up with a blanket? "That'll do" She pulled the blanket off the guest belled and dragged it all the way to the living room where Guiren was.

She was about to cover him when her body was grabbed by a pair of ripped arms and she was pulled close to his chest as the blanket covered the both of them.

"Guiren?" She just realised he was pretending to be tired and everything was all an act right from the start.

"You a*sh*le!" She cussed as she fought to free herself but his grip around her waist was too tight.

He finally let go of her and she uncovered herself then noticed she was on his lap. "I'm so sorry" Why was she apologizing?

He caused the whole squabble and she ended up on him. She noticed the unapologetic grin on his face "Don't you like the view from up there?" He asked as he bit his lower lip, his hands on her waist as he pulled her close.

She knocked him and he put his hands on his head "Ow!" he exclaimed "What's gotten into you?" She asked. She didn't like the contact, she wanted to get off.

"You don't like this side of me?"

She didn't answer, she looked away as her emotions swirled on her face giving a hint on her flushed she was "Forgive me, should be...the alcohol or something..."

She nodded but before she could get off, he leaned forward and captured her lips. He could feel her body unwillingly loosened up as their lips fit perfectly like puzzle pieces. Her forehead was on is as they battled their feelings out, that's if she had any of that for him.

He didn't care, he didn't understand the topic but whenever he was with her, with the few weeks he had known her he feels the warmth everyone always bragged about between two lovers.

He knew there were chances that she didn't love him back but he couldn't fight the undying urge that was affecting his senses.

Meilin didn't have a moment of free space to react. He was dominating. Everything about him was so strong as he pressed his tongue deeply into her mouth.

It was silent as they pulled apart. She couldn't look at him and neither could he. 'what have I done?' he asked himself. 'Meilin...I thought that maybe I'd be able to awaken your feelings for me' he didn't say it out loud and she surely couldn't read his mind.

"Guiren...don't ever do that again."