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I'm sitting at my desk sketching the latest
draft for one of my clients. This week flew by
incredibly fast and before I know it, it is
Sunday. I spent the entire Saturday with Kale
before his parents came home. I had to say, I
enjoyed it a lot more than I thought I would.
Spending time with him makes me desire to
have children of my own one day.
Unfortunately, I doubt it will be happening
Upon his request, we went to the zoo. I don't
have much experience with kids, in fact, Kale
is the closest exposure I have to children, so I
wasn't entirely sure how to entertain him when
we got there. However, gratefully I didn't have
to worry too much. As soon as we arrived,
Kale grabbed my hand and dragged me
through every corner of the zoo. He was the
leader and I was the follower.
By the time we were done exploring the large
zoo, we were happy, hungry, and exhausted.
So, to end our perfect day I took him to his
favorite eating place - Culvers. Kale was
extremely excited that he got his very own
sundae. It was the perfect dessert to end our
When we arrived at my place his parents, who
just returned from their trip, was there to pick
him up. It didn't matter how much fun he had
that day, he couldn't wait to go back home with
his mom and dad. Just seeing them hug and
kiss Kale, I could tell they also missed him
After Kale left, I soon realized how quiet my
house had become. It made me grateful that
my sister had given me the chance to take
care of him for a short period of time because
I really did enjoy the time we spent together.
Usually, if my sister and brother-in-law were
out of town, Kale would stay with our parents,
since they only lived a few miles away from
them. However, my parents were also on their
own little trip to London and that's why Kale
stayed with me.
Being the only grandchild in the family, Kale is
loved by so many people. His parents have
been trying for years to give him a little brother
or sister, but they haven't had much luck. That
is one of the main reasons why my mother
wants me to get married, she wants more
grandchildren. Plus, she hates my reckless
So, her grand idea is to find me a wife so that
I can start producing grandchildren. Although,
I'm not on board with her ways of finding me a
wife. Mostly when it involves her scheduling
never-ending blind dates for me to go on.
Unfortunately, I'm not someone who likes to be
tied down. I'll know when I find the right
woman. Without meaning to, Erin's sweet face
appears in my mind.
There is something different about her than any
other girl I have ever met. I'm not sure if it's
the smile she gives me every time we meet or
her smoking hot body that I can't get out of
my mind. There have been multiple occasions
where I imagined wrapping my arms around
her waist and pulling her to my chest. I want
to know how it felt when her soft body finally
molds together with mine. Just thinking about
it gives me the worst erection I had in ages.
Standing, I adjust my aching erection. Damn, if
just thinking about her made me this hard,
what's going to become of me when I finally
see her naked?
I haven't found out if she is single or not, but
with the way things are going, I better find out
soon. Because, as of right now, I can't imagine
her anywhere else but, on my bed, naked and
moaning with pleasure.
One thing that I miss the most is sending and
picking Kale up from school, now I won't have
an excuse to see her. I'm going to have to
convince my sister to let me pick up Kale from
school on certain occasions.
My phone rings and just like that my hard-on
My mother is calling me. Again. This is the
fourth time today. I'm pretty sure that this call
is going to be just like the last three. Taking a
deep breath, I slide the call button answering
the phone. "Hello again mother!"
"Caden, I'm so glad you picked up."
I almost didn't answer the phone. "What can I
help you with?"
"I wanted to ask, do you remember Dr. Jim
Wilcox? He's a general surgeon at Columbia
Hospital and he attended your father's birthday
party a few months ago?"
I shake my head, of course, I don't remember.
There were over 100 people at that party. I
couldn't remember half the people that
attended, let alone one individual person.
"Sorry, mom I don't recall a Dr. Wilcox."
"Well that's alright if you don't remember," she
replies. I can hear the television and the soft
sound of the ceiling fan in the background.
"What's important is he has a daughter named
Olivia, and I got a chance to see a picture of
her. She is gorgeous and looks like a fine
lady. Anyways, I-"
"Let me guess," I say interrupting her, "You
want me to go on a blind date with her."
"Oh Caden, you know your mother too well,"
she cries, squealing through the phone. "And
yes, I want you to go on a blind date with this
lovely girl. She is stunning and beautiful. I have
also heard great things about her from her
father; she seems like such a lovely gal. I was
able to set up a date this Wednesday at 6 pm
at the Halladale Café on 18th street."
I groan loudly hitting the palm of my hand on
my forehead, "Mom, do I really need to go on
these unnecessary blind dates? Also, aren't you
on vacation right now with dad? How do you
have time to set up these dates for me?
Shouldn't you be enjoying your time at the
"Nonsense, I always have time for my babies.
Also, these dates are not unnecessary, I only
want what's best for you."
"But mother, I'm a grown man. I don't need
your help to find me -"
"No buts," Mother cuts in, "Not until you can
show me that you're truly dedicated to one girl.
Also, make sure you go on time."
Feeling completely defeated I nod to myself.
"Fine, but I'll only meet this girl on one
After a long pause, she finally murmurs, "What
"That you limit these blind dates to once a
month only. I can't stand doing this every
week. You already know how busy I am with
A brief silence stretches between us before she
finally agrees. "Alright, but you better make
sure you're on your best behavior. I don't want
a repeat of last time."
"Fine, I promise."
"Alright then honey, I better get going now.
"Love you too," I respond quietly. With a heavy
sigh, I set the phone face down but not before
I bang my head against the table; mothers can
definitely make a guy go crazy.
I glance at the clock and panic, I can't believe
it is already 5:20 pm. If I don't leave soon I'm
going to be late for my date again.
I scan over my completed design, satisfied
with my work. I'm not sure how many hours of
sleep I've lost these last few days, but I do
know one thing, every minute of sleep I lost
was worth it. I always felt a sense of
calmness and happiness after I finish a
project, and that's how I felt this very moment.
Now all that's left is to present the model to
Thankfully, I am able to finish it before the due
date tomorrow morning. I was hoping to use
the rest of today to recover after I met with my
secretary but thanks to this blind date my wish
is unlikely to come true.
With a light grunt, I get up from my desk and
head straight into the bathroom. It takes all the
strength I had to not look at my comfortable
bed, one look and I know I would never make
it to my blind date. Plus, there was no way I
could not go, I did promise my mother after
I glance in the mirror and let out a loud groan.
I look horrible. My brown hair is a mess with
multiple strands standing up in all directions.
My bloodshot eyes make my green pupils
appear darker and the usual clean-shaven face
I'm used to seeing is no longer present.
Instead, it seems like I am starting to grow a
beard. That's what I get for not shaving in 4
There is no way I can go out like this, she
might run away before I get a chance to say
hello . Although that does sound like a
wonderful scenario, I am adamant to make this
date work. If I want my mother to limit the
number of blind dates she insisted I go on,
then it's worth suffering through this one.
I throw off my clothes and jump into the
shower, not stopping to wait for the water to
heat up. The cold water feels good on my
hard body. After a five-minute shower and a
quick shave, I walk into my walk-in closet and
grab the first thing I see, a black polo shirt
and a pair of light blue jeans. Quickly throwing
the clothes on and drying my hair with a
washcloth, I glance at myself one last time in
the mirror. Satisfied that I looked decent
enough to step out of my house, I grab my
keys and head out the front door.
It takes me longer than I thought to get to the
café, by the time I arrive it is already 5:58 pm.
Thank god my mother sent me an image of
her, so I knew how she looked. I enter the
café and instantly my eyes land on a golden-
eyed blonde standing in the middle of the
room. She gives me a little wave and I walk
I have to say she is beautiful, but it isn't
anything I haven't seen before.
"Hi, you must be Olivia," I say extending my
hand out for a handshake.
"Yes." She smiles showing her perfect white
teeth. "And you must be Caden. It's a pleasure
to meet you."
"I'm sorry, I hope I'm not late." I sit and direct
her to do the same.
She picks up her phone and shows me the
time. "Nope, just on time. It's actually 6:00."
Taking the menu and opening it I ask, "Did you
order anything yet?"
"Just a caramel Frappuccino."
"Then I'll have an Americano." I hand my menu
to the waitress and turn back to Olivia. "So,
Olivia, tell me about yourself."
When I said tell me about yourself, I didn't
think she was going to tell me about her whole
In fact, in just 30 minutes I learned that Olivia
is a naïve, clumsy, and arrogant person who
cares too much about herself than enjoy a
simple conversation. In just 30 minutes she
checked her make up over a dozen times, was
on her phone for a good 10 minutes texting,
and she practically told me every little detail of
I deduce that she is a spoiled little girl who
knows nothing about the real world and has
had everything handed to her from her rich
parents. If I didn't promise my mother I would
be on my best behavior, I would have already
gotten up and left. However, a promise is a
promise, and I must show some respect to
this woman in front of me, no matter how
annoying she might be.
Crossing my arms and leaning back in my
chair, I take a deep breath, praying that Olivia's
babbling would get less annoying. With each
word, I can't stop myself from becoming more
irritated with her, mostly when all she seems
to talk about are things that I have no interest
Hoping to distract myself, I scan the room
observing every single detail of the café. I have
never been here before and I would have to
say it's a nice and cozy place. The coffee here
isn't bad either. In fact, I'm surprised how
crowded the place is, given it's a Wednesday
I continue to look around and see a couple
holding hands in the booth next to ours,
sharing a chocolate dessert. Sitting by the
large windows are a group of people who
looked like college students doing homework.
My eyes dart to the corner of the room and
instantly I sit up, my arms falling to my side.
In the corner of the small café, there is a girl
with black curly hair and creamy white skin
reading a book. There is only one person I
know that matched that description, for she
has been in my dreams every night since I met
"Olivia," I say, placing my elbows on the table
and letting my chin rest on my entwined
With the sound of her name, she finally shuts
up. Blinking at me like a cat waiting for food
she answers, "Yes, Caden?"
I flick my figure signaling her to come closer
to me which she happily obeys. "You know
what Olivia," I whisper.
"What?" she asks seductively, leaning closer
towards me, her eyes twinkling.
I give her my best smile. "I think we should
stop wasting time and end this date."
Abruptly pulling back, her face scrunches up in
question. "What, but we've only been on this
date for about 30 minutes!"
I extend my arm showing her my watch,
"Actually dear, it has been 40 long minutes.
Just enough time to be considered a 'date' in
my mother's book. So, let's not waste any
more of our precious time. All you have to do
is go home and tell your father you had a
lovely time and I'll do the same. What do you
say sweet pea?"
"So, are you saying that you don't enjoy being
here with me right now?" she asks in
My smile never fading I reply, "That's exactly
what I'm saying."
In an instant she's up from her seat, slamming
her napkin on the table. "How dare you, you
arrogant jerk? You should be grateful to bask
in my presence. I'm glad to be leaving anyway,
you're boring me. And just to let you know, my
father will definitely know about our so-called
date today." With a huff she storms off,
flipping her hair gracefully.
I shrug before grabbing the bill and making my
way up front to pay. Turning around I head
straight towards the corner of the café. It's
time to meet the beautiful goddess I can't stop
As I approach her I can't help but notice the
way her hair is pulled back into a nice neat
bun. I can tell she wanted to maintain those
beautiful curls, but with no luck, they keep
falling. Ever so gently she pulls the fallen curls
back behind her ears. I don't know why but I
found that simple gesture extremely sexy.
Again, putting on my best smile I approach the
seat across from her. "May I sit here?"
Erin's head snaps up from her book and I
watch as her face goes from calm to shock in
seconds. "Hmm...No...I... Sorry, no there is no
one sitting there," she says laughing.
Why do I find her laugh so adorable?
"I hope I'm not bothering you."
"Oh, not at all," she replies placing down her
Pointing to the face-down book on the table I
ask, "So what are you reading if you don't mind me
I see a blush creep onto her lovely cheeks.
Avoiding eye contact she murmurs, "It's just a
The way the blush rises to her round cheeks, I
know it is more than a simple romance book.
I lean across the table erasing the distance
between us, grateful that Erin is frozen in her
spot, not moving away from me. Seeing the
blank expression on her face is so damn cute
that I can't help but want to tease her. Our
faces were only inches apart before I whisper
ever so slightly just enough for her to hear, "Is
it an erotic romance?"
To be continued.....