BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 170: First Date {1}

Chapter 170: First Date {1}

"Look Emilia, it’s just a date to the movies, not fancy stuff," I said to her as she roamed her wardrobe for hours now. Although it took some convincing to Dace that I didn’t need anything fancy for our Date, I just wanted a casual thing and a movie sounded just about right, he was understanding about it too. Not until Emilia dragged me to her room.

"This is your first date isn’t it?"

I nodded.

"Then let me do my thing"

"Just not too fancy okay?"

"Now this is it," she said pulling out a dress, her wardrobe space looked just like Dace’s, the same spacious room, just her touch of girly stuff and a heavy amount of clothes, it looked like she owned a mall with this... well this was Emilia.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"Um"

"Nope, need another" she was back to searching. I didn’t even say anything.

"Found it!"

~

I stepped out wearing a turtleneck white long-sleeve shirt and a black printed mini skirt that stopped above my knees and black net leggings that covered my exposed legs and a black boot with mini heels. I had my hair in a bun. I cleared my throat, gaining Emilia’s attention.

"I knew these clothes won’t fit me when I bought them, they look stunning on you"

"T-Thank you," I said with a deep blush, as I played with the bracelet on my wrist. She gave way for me and I walked to the mirror, I gasped seeing myself.

"It shows I’m super skinny"

"And hot, you got the hips" she motioned. "Now this will get Dacey drooling.

"Y-You think so?"

She rolled her eyes. "Have you ever doubted my work? Now for the finishing touches"

"I have never worn makeup before"

"I know just gloss and some powder, you need to look your best"

~

After begging Emilia, it ended up being just some gloss and a slight touch of powder and it didn’t look like I had any on, which was okay for me but much to her disagreement.

I was super nervous where I stood, I had just finished putting on my knee-length black jacket and I hadn’t moved a spot. I knew the moment I stepped down the stairs Dace would see me. Why was I freaking out? Well because I was pondering if he would like what he sees, Emilia has been singing to me that I was super hot, but I didn’t think that way.

"Deep breaths Emma deep breaths" I tried to calm my breathing. "Just go down the stairs, you’re okay," I said once again in a shaky breath before exhaling deeply. I only peeped and I spotted him waiting at the entrance of the door, checking his watch.

Fuck he looked so breathtaking all dressed up, a white shirt I was certain was tight against his frame, but I couldn’t see it completely because he had on a jean green jacket that he rolled the sleeves to his arms, it was tight against his frame making it a perfect fit, black jeans, and dark green boots. He looked so damn good that my ogling was becoming prolonged, his raven hair was kept perfectly although a curly mess, they just settled on his hair perfectly.

I studied him as he checked his watch and I just wanna imprint this perfect picture in my brain forever, his aura, his stance, everything about him was so dominating and yet so subdue, It called me and I felt pulled to a magnet, his presence was like a bewitching spell to my very body. Whenever I look at him all the sinful thoughts I never knew to have seemed to voice in my head like a bell, my body awakens and my senses in a mix.

I caught notice of a smile flashing on his lips. "I know you’re there, baby girl"

I froze in place.

"Come out let me see you"

I couldn’t help it, his voice was just too compelling, I felt like I was under a spell and I had no choice but to go now, I felt like I was being pulled by an invisible force toward him like I was called and just like it wields I automatically went down the stairs and the moment our eyes locked my body pulsed, my mark pulsed and I have never felt so alive and yet so nervous.

The very look he gave me was unreadable and then he looked frozen in time, I nervously bit my bottom lip, didn’t he like it? Even as I pondered why he looked like that there was this newfound feeling that settled in my chest, a strong urge to be close to him. I was thankful when I finally came down the last flight of stairs, I adjusted my purse as I walked toward him, my heels clicking as I did.

I stood giving an inch of space, he still had his focus on me, persistent and something sparked in his eyes that left me wondering, it was in that space of time he closed the distance between us, grabbing my waist and pulling me to his body and a gasp left me.

No words were said as he kissed me softly, his lips steady and easy unlike the times we kissed roughly, he was so gentle that it melted my heart and my body shudder in his warm kiss, I moaned softly as I gripped his jacket tightly and my eyes squeezed shut more, sparks flew in my brain too, with every movement of his lips they exploded like fireworks and his hand on my waist rubbing against it cause my body to jiggle.

He pulled away and I released a sharp breath. I tried to calm myself as I shifted my eyes to his and locked with his hazels, so beautiful and with the highlight like a rare form of diamonds.

"I don’t know how long I will be lenient with you..." he leaned to me and our noses touched. "...when you look like this"