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I walked outside and saw Jonathan standing at his car with a bouquet of roses in his hands. Roses weren't my favorite but he didn't know that. My head was reeling from what Vincent said and part of me just wanted to turn around and run back inside into his arms. He ruined this date for me, but I needed to get past it. Jonathan was great and making an effort and I appreciated it. "Wow, Bellamy you look beautiful." He was wearing a classic black suit and he looked very handsome. "You look very handsome. And thank you for the flowers." I grabbed them and I walked to the passenger side and helped me into the car. He got in and started driving. "So where are we going?" I asked him. "I was thinking Benito's. I hope you like Italian." He said smirking. "Yes, it is my absolute favorite," I said to him. I was happy that I was with him, but Vincent's voice was still in the back of my head saying This is what it feels like.
We made it to the restaurant and there were many cars in the parking lot. And a line was out the door, thank goodness he has reservations. We walked in and the hostess smiled at him like she already knew him. "Hey Jonathan, your table is ready. Follow me this way." We followed her through tables of people and there was an empty one in the back corner. "Your server will be right with you. Enjoy." She gave me a smile and grabbed my hand. "Bellamy, I think you are awesome." She blushed and then she walked away. "What was that all about?" I asked Jonathan. "Shelly loves you." He said picking up the menu. "How do you know her? I don't even know her." I said looking through the menu too. "Bellamy, you are royalty. People are going to know who you are whether or not you know them. It comes with the job." He smirked. "I feel like I should be doing more. Do you know? Like I know you are being trained to be the next doctor which is great. Vincent is going to be the next Beta. River is going to be Alpha and Delta Roberts son Maxwell is going to be Delta. I just want to do more." I said shrugging.
"Who is Maxwell?" Jonathan asked me. "Delta Robert and Jacobs oldest son. He is a Lycan but he has a bit of a temper. He has been away at boarding school for the past two years trying to get his temper under control. He's our age." I decided to eat chicken alfredo, something simple. "Tell me more," Jonathan said, why was he interested in some random person. "Well River, Vincent and him were inseparable growing up. They are all best friends. I can hear Vincent on the phone with him a lot, I know they all miss each other. He will be back next semester and will be trained as the new Delta." I said. "Oh that's pretty cool, I can't wait to meet him," Jonathan said, then the waiter showed up. He was a sweet-looking boy, had soft blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair and a small figure. "Hi, I'm Ryan I will be taking your order." He gave a sweet smile and Jonathan ordered first. "I want chicken parmesan and Bellamy wants..." He made eye contact with me and I guess that was my cue. "Chicken alfredo." Ryan nodded and took our menus and left us again.
"I'm happy you came here with me." He had this smile plastered to his face since being here and it made my heart jump, honestly. "I'm happy you asked. I like spending time with you." I felt normal around him and I just felt like I didn't have to be so strong all the time. "You deserve the best. You deserve consistency, communication, and love. I know I can give you those things if you'd let me. I know this will be hard for you, and I am not telling you to choose right now but when you do, I hope it's me." He grabbed my hand and rubbed it soothingly. This is everything that I ever wanted to hear, but it wasn't from the person I needed it from.
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Dinner was over and we made it back to the house and Jonathan and I was both standing in front of the door. The lights inside were off so I was hoping that Vincent was asleep. "Dinner was great, I want you to know that I love spending time with you." Jonathan was sweet and we had a casual conversation all night. "This was a good first date." I smiled at him. "Well, date number two will be even better, if that is something you are wanting?" He seemed nervous asking me that, it was cute. "Yes, but somewhere fun. Where I can wear pants, and tennis shoes." I was teasing him and I'm happy he caught on. "I should go inside, it's getting pretty late." He wrapped his arms around me it was a strong hug and I liked being in his embrace. He pulled away and he stood there staring into my eyes and started to lean forward. His lips touched mine and this kiss was soft and gentle. But there was nothing magnetic about it, it was nice but it wasn't intoxicating. It wasn't like I wanted more, but I didn't want to not anything. That probably doesn't make any sense. He pulled away and smiled at me, and I smiled back. "Goodnight Jonathan." I opened the door and walked inside. I turned the lights on in the living room and Vincent was there on the couch. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt, goddess help me.
I jumped slightly and I was confused as to why he was sitting in the dark in the first place. "Vincent, what the hell?" He looked up at me and leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees. His eyes were puffy and nose red and my heart ached. "How was your date?" His voice was soft and almost pleading. "It was nice, we went to Benito's," I said sitting down in the chair across from him. "You hate Italian." I hate that he knows me so well. "He didn't know that." I took off my heels to let my feet breathe. "Yeah well, I do. which is why you need to give me the chance to prove to you that I can give you everything." I just rolled my eyes again and leaned back. "You are still dating Amber!" I was beyond stressed and I just needed a nap. "No actually. I broke up with her." I was shocked, I had no idea. "When?" I wish I would have known. "When you were cooking salmon the other night and Amber was whining about wanting to eat." That was days ago, my heart squeezed in my chest and I felt like throwing up.
"Bell, I have feelings for you, and seeing someone else loving you is tearing me apart." He leaned back and tears started to fall down his face. "I am so sorry Bellamy. I know now how you feel, I mean not to the full extent but I get it now. It hurts seeing you with someone else knowing that you are supposed to be with me. I have been sitting here all night waiting for you to come back and tell me how terrible the date was. I'm just sorry, I'm so sorry. You deserve better and I am going to give you better. Just let me try, please?" He was being open and honest and completely transparent right now and I couldn't help but almost cry. I couldn't just sit there anymore and it was like my body was moving on its own. I went over to him and straddled his waist. He immediately wrapped his arms around me and I put my face right into his neck.
His apple cinnamon scent invaded my nose and it was intoxicating. We have never been this close before and it was everything to me. My body was melting into his and it was such a strange feeling and I wanted more. "You smell so good." I felt his voice rumble in his chest and I almost moaned from the feeling. After I don't know how long I moved my head from his neck and I met his strong hazel eyes. I knew what he was going to do, and I wanted him to.
He finally smashed his lips into mine and it instantly sent fire straight to my core. Kissing Vincent is nothing like kissing Jonathan. I want more of Vincent, no, need him. The kiss was slow and soft, it seemed like he was scared to kiss me, even though the last time he was very aggressive. I moved my hands to his neck, giving him some type of encouragement. He slowly started to initiate more and create more friction between us. His lips were rough and I relished in the feeling of them on mine. He moved his hands to my thighs rubbing them up and down causing shivers up and down my spine. He pulled away all too soon. I needed more and wanted more. "Will you sleep in my bed with me tonight?" My heart started beating fast, but this is what I wanted. "Yeah." I gave him a quick kiss and we both stood up and headed upstairs. This night didn't end as I planned, it was better.
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