Inexperienced novel Chapter 33

Four weeks have passed since the...incident. (That's what I'm calling it). I have educated myself since then and I am proud to say I know what a ding a ling is and how it functions and I know for a fact that I didn't break it. I know you're laughing, but it's not a funny matter. I really thought I did some damage. Even though Zach promised I just wanted to make sure. Speaking of Zach, him and I have decided to take things slow and not label ourselves yet. I'm super excited, because today he's taking me out on my first date! We're going to meet up at his work place and then he's going to take me where...I don't know. I know it's not the same but last time I wasn't told where I was going it didn't turn out well, so I'm hoping this turns out better. I just finished closing up shop and now I'm heading in my way over to his workplace. I hum softly enjoying the noise, warmth, and bustle in the city.

"Toi et moi, toi et moi ensemble." (You and me, you and me together) I sing softly, the song for some reason stuck in my head. Finally I arrive and smile a little at the jingle as I open the door, remembering my first time here.

"Lhiver, donne-moi juste une seconde." (Winter, just give me a second) Zach says.

"Prenez tout le temps dont vous avez besoin" (Take all the time you need) I tell him and wait for him at the counter, making sire to keep my face hidden from the cameras.

"Très bien, allons-y." (Alright, let's go) He says excitedly taking my hand and practically running out of there. A laugh escapes me.

"Attendre." (Wait) I tell him and he turns, raising an eyebrow.

"Quel?" (What?) He asks me. I smile wide and throw myself into his arm, hugging him. I squeal as he lifts me up and spins me around.

"Merci," (Thank you) I whisper.

"Ne me remercie pas encore." (Don't thank me yet) He smiles widely and I quickly kiss him on the cheek and then grab his hand. His smile grows wider and he goes back to running and I laugh once again, giggling as I say excuse me to the people we run past, blushing as they smile in return. Suddenly he stops and I slightly bump into him, he looks down at me and quickly kisses my nose.

"Cétait pour quoi" (What was that for?) I ask him and he chuckles.

"Votre sourire" (Your smile) He replies and I blush, shyly looking away, which gets a chuckle out of him. He leads me into the restaurant and I look around liking the cozy vibe it gives off. We sit down and soon the waitress comes and we order. Which leaves the two of us

"Tu veux bien me dire ce quon fait après ça?" (Will you tell me what we're doing after this?) I ask him and he shakes his head.

"C'est une surprise." (It's a surprise) He answers with a teasing smile, as he places his hand over mine, and gives it a light squeeze. My mind decides then to go back to what happened four weeks ago, to remind me what those hands can do, what they feel like against my skin. I slightly squeeze my thighs together. "Tu veux me dire à quoi tu penses du chaton?" (Would you like to tell me what you're thinking about kitten) Zach comments snapping me out of my thoughts. I look up at him and shyly look away when I see that his eyes have gotten slightly darker.

"Ce nest rien, juste des petites choses stupides." (I-It's nothing, just silly little things) I answer to which he smiles knowingly.

"Des petites choses idiotes qui te font serrer les cuisses." (Silly little things that makes you squeeze your thighs) He says lowly and I blush.

"De quoi parlez-vous?" (W-what are you talking about?) I try playing dumb.

"Oh Chaton," (Oh kitten) He tsks. "Je sais lire son corps. Surtout le vôtre" (I know how to read one's body. Especially yours) he runs his fingers lightly over my hand, causing me to shiver slightly. He smiles, knowing the effect he has on my body.

"Arrête." (Stop it) I whisper.

"Arrêter quel chaton?" (Stop what kitten?) Zach asks innocently. The waitress comes back and serves us our food before I can answer and I have never praised perfect timing that much in my life. We eat and normal chatter is talked between us, our previous conversation forgotten. Soon we're finished and I grow excited.

"Où aller ensuite?" (Where to next?) I ask as we exit the restaurant. He just chuckles and calls over a cab, he opens the door.

"Après toi" (After you) He says and I huff and stick out my tongue at him before I get in. I look out at the passing lights and the scenery in awe. This is what I've dreamed of ever since I was little, I just never thought, I'd have a companion accompany me. I look over at Zach and see that he was already looking at me.

"Quest-ce quil y a sur mon visage?" (What, is there something on my face?) I ask, he shakes his head. The cab stops and he thanks the driver and we get out. Zach then takes my hand and begins to lead me to wherever it is he plans on taking me. My eyes are trying to take everything in, which once again causes me to slightly bump into him when he stops.

"Regarder" (Look) He says and I do and a gasp escapes me.

"Where did you learn to mimic that accent. It's very good. Your disguise is to, I almost didn't recognize you, but I'd know those curves anywhere." He says ignoring my comment. In a flash he has me pinned against the wall. I gasp as his hands slide down my body and land on my waist. "Has he touched you? Can he satisfy you the way I can?" He asks huskily and tilts my face up so I'm looking into his gray eyes. He leans down and brushes his lips against mine, then captures my lips in his and I sigh into the kiss. Giving in as his hands wander over my body. I lean more into him, craving his touch, not able to deny any longer how much I missed it.

"si tu nes pas à moi, pourquoi ton corps réagit-il à moi comme ça?" (if you're not mine then why is your body reacting to me like this?) He asks me and I push him away and begin to back away out of the doorway. What has come over me? I can't give in like this. I turn and run, Marquis's footsteps not far behind me. I quickly open the door, glad that I forgot to lock it and run out. If I run fast enough I can catch up to Zach. I look behind me and see that Marquis isn't that far behind but the crowd is slowing him down a little. I slam into someone and they catch me before I fall and I let out a sigh of relief when I see it's Zach.

"Qu'est-ce que tu fais ici?" (What are you doing here?) I ask him as I grab his hand and continue running.

"Je discutais de la question de savoir si je devrais y retourner ou non. Qu'est-ce qui ne va pas?" (I was debating on whether I should go back or not. What's wrong?) He replies.

"Jexpliquerai tout quand nous arriverons chez vous." (I'll explain everything when we get to your house) I tell him.

***

I look around and make sure that Marquis hasn't followed let alone caught up to us, as we enter Zach's house. I let out a sigh of relief when I hear the lock of the door behind us. I turn and Zach engulfs me in a hug and then pulls away holding my face in his hands.

"Dis-moi ce qui ne va pas, tu me fais peur." (Now will you tell me what's wrong you're scaring me) He says and I sigh, gently taking his hands and removing them from my face as I back away, tears in my eyes.

"S' asseoir" (Sit) I tell him and we enter the living room and he sits down. I pace back and forth, preparing myself.

"Hiver" (Winter) He says softly, his eyes filled with concern. I take a deep breath, stop pacing, and look him, in his eyes.

"Zach." I say switching to English and dropping the accent. "My name is not Winter."