Sara stood in front of the dining room table awed at the spread and before she could pull out her chair, Blake was there. "Such a gentleman," she thought.

"Please sit, my lady," Blake bowed like the 18th-century British man.

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"Thank you, my lord," Sara chuckled as she sat down.

When Blake volunteered to cook dinner, she thought it would be spaghetti and garlic bread, not this elaborate meal he had planned. This was just the first course, and there were a lot of dishes on the table already.

Blake served her 3 different kinds of appetizers, baked stuffed mushroom, bacon-wrapped dates, and charred Brussels sprouts, "Try these and tell me what you think," he said expectantly.

Each appetizer she tried introduced a different sensation in her mouth. The mushrooms were very creamy, but it had a spicy kick to it that she did not expect. The dates were a combination of sweet and salty, and the Brussel sprouts just melted in your mouth.

He was eagerly waiting for her response, but she could not speak, she was busy savoring each taste, she almost moaned out loud.

"Baby, did you like it?" Blake asked, fidgety, he was hoping that she would like at least one of them.

"Oh Blake, I've never had appetizers like these before, it was so good. You say that this is only the first course, and I just can't imagine how the other dishes will taste like," she gushed.

He smiled at her compliment as he brought out the next course, glad that she enjoyed her food and was not hard to please. They had potato and leek soup for the next course. A charred lettuce salad with ranch dressing after that, and for the main course, they had rib-eye steak with potatoes.

She was sated and didn't think she could eat more until he brought out dessert, it was a dark chocolate mousse that made her forget that she had already eaten a lot.

Throughout dinner, they talked about how he made the dishes, he carefully told her the process to achieve the perfect steak. She loved everything about tonight, wishing that he would always be there to cook for her, she was not greedy, it didn't have to be every day, but to have him all the time would be nice.

But then reality hit her, "This was a fake relationship, and once Blake was done with her, they'd have to go their separate ways," she suddenly got sad.

He could see the emotions changing on her face, first, she was happy then suddenly she became sad and looked away from him.

"Baby what happened? Did you not like dessert? Did it make you sad?" he asked, concerned.

"It's nothing. Can you please pour me some water?" she said, trying to fake a smile. She would not think of the future right now, instead, she has decided to enjoy the time she has with Blake.

She will cross the bridge when the time comes, as for today, she will make as many good memories as possible.

He did not know what made her sad in that instant that she thought she had concealed it, but he will get to the bottom of it sooner or later, he will wait for her to open up to him before he asks again.

"She's so beautiful," he thought as he stared at her, longing to kiss her lips once again, but he had to wait until tonight. He had things he had to do.

After dinner, Blake went to his study for some unfinished work, and Sara being full because of dinner got very drowsy, so she headed to the guest room to sleep.

Blake expected her to be sleeping in the master bedroom after their night at the hotel, "I guess she still thinks she's just a guest in my house," he thought as he tracked her down in the guest bedroom.

His face softened when he saw her sleeping. "You better get used to being here, because I am never letting you go," he said, talking to her in his head.

He slipped in under the covers beside her and stared at her for a while, thinking, "My baby is so beautiful, how did I get so lucky to meet you in this lifetime. Don't worry I will do anything to protect you." He moved a little closer and put his arm around her waist before he closed his eyes and slept.

Sara was disoriented when she woke up, she was looking for the water bottle, she always had beside her bed when she left an arm around her waist. For a second, she panicked, but when she turned around and saw Blake, she remembered where she was.

But why was Blake sleeping next to her? She looked around, thinking that maybe she stumbled into the master bedroom, that's why he was there. Her eyes had adjusted enough in the dark to let her see that she was in the guest bedroom, and Blake had decided to join her in bed.

She blushed and tried to move his hand inconspicuously, but Blake had opened his eyes, they were very alert, "What happened?" he asked in a husky voice.

"I was going to get some water," she said trying to get out of bed.

"No, don't get up, I'll get it for you," he said as he went downstairs to the kitchen, getting a water bottle from the fridge.

He opened the cap and passed the bottle to her, "Here you go, do you need anything else?" he asked as he slipped in beside her again.

They faced each other and pretended to go back to sleep, but it was difficult because they were both too aware of each other.

She felt Blakes had slowly moved under her top, caressing her back, touching the underside of her breast. When he didn't feel her protest, he started touching her lace-covered breast, teasing her nipples.

"Uhhh…," she moaned and tried to hold his hand to stop him, but he was not holding back this time.

He kissed her deeply, while his hand was still caressing her breast, "Don't deny me, baby," Blake whispered as he kissed her neck.

How could she stop him when his kisses were making her weak, and his touch was setting her on fire.

"Hmmm…," she moaned loudly, she had no control, all she wanted was to feel his hands on her.

He was getting possessive, thinking that he should be the only person allowed to touch her intimately.

Sara was not innocent like Ava, and she knew about intimate relationships between men and women but, she has never slept with anyone before. She was saving herself for marriage.

But Blake was making it difficult for her to keep her vow of celibacy until marriage. He had undone her top and was trailing kisses, and love bites all over her body.

Fever was coursing through his body as he took off his shirt and threw it on the floor.

She blushed, she had seen a lot of half-naked men before, but none of them were built like Blake, he had wide chiseled shoulders, toned arms, and very defined abs that tapered into a V and disappeared down his shorts.

He was smiling as she inspected him, thinking that all his morning workouts had paid off seeing Sara's appreciative gaze. "Touch me!" he said huskily, but she was too shy to do it, so he guided both her hand towards his chest, encouraging her to explore him like he had explored her body.

She was slowly caressing him when she asked, "What do you use on your body?"

Blake raised his eyebrow, amused.

"Oh it's just that your skin is very soft," Sara blushed in embarrassment.

"Just my regular shower gel," he chuckled, among the Aristocratic heirs, only Aiden was the most concerned about his skin. He had a special routine to keep his skin smooth.

Sara wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling him down towards her. He laid down on top of her, bracing himself on his elbows.

She pulled him down to kiss him, and he was surprised, this was going to be the first time Sara had initiated to kiss him.

Her kiss wasn't even shy, it was assertive and very intense, he matched her kisses and stopped only when they had to breathe for air.

He wanted to taste every inch of her right now, but he did not want her to think that he was just using her. It was not the right time, his plan was to let her know that he loved her before he took her, otherwise it might ruin the real meaning of making love.

He controlled his desires and opted to snuggle with her and covered them both with the blanket since they were both still half-naked. He did not want her to get cold.

"Sweet dreams, my baby," Blake whispered as he planted a small kiss on her neck as he spooned her.

"Goodnight," Sara replied as she dozed off.