I am counting the minutes till Alexander gets back home. The moment I got back, I bumped into Miss June who informed me that she and Harvey won't be joining us for dinner since they are going out.

It is as if the universe is really forcing me into doing this. Since they won't be around and will probably be back late, I am going to be with Lex for hours.

Just the two of us...

So I did anything someone as clueless as I would do in a situation like this, I hopped onto my search engine and researched how to seduce your boyfriend.

The amount of stuff I found was overwhelming but also very informative. I did follow a few things that were suggested.

Dinner is ready, dessert is prepared. The lights are dimmed and candles are lit to set the mood and give some ambiance. I am showered, and dressed up in a black satin maxi dress.

It has spaghetti straps like most of the dresses I own and a massive thigh slit. Underneath I am wearing a sexy lace underwear set.

I have no idea how this is going to go. I don't even know if I'll get to push it as far as us having sex but I am going to give him a few suggestions and let the dice fall where they choose.

I am beyond grateful for Gigi's forceful nature because I am all shaved up and I even got my first bikini wax at the spa. Painful...might not do it again for a while but it seems like it is going to be worth it.

I hear the front door close just as I finish setting up the dining table. I had planned that I would saunter down the stairs to give my plan more effect but this will have to do.

Taking a deep breath for some courage, I calm down my raging nerves as I walk to the foyer barefoot.

"Hey", I say to him as he puts down his work stuff. His cute bag that carries his Macbook and a few rolled up blueprints.

He turns towards me and does a double take. My heart melts. I've never seen a man do an actual double take. It's so cliche but so cute at the same time.

"Rose", he takes slow steps towards me, "You look ravishing".

"Good enough to eat?", I try to flirt.

That smirk of his makes an appearance, "Definitely good enough to eat". His deep voice makes me feel tingly. Like my entire body has pins and needles.

Calm down...

"How was your day?", I ask as I help him take off his suit jacket. I catch his slightly perplexed reaction to what I am doing.

"It was busy but nothing that I couldn't handle", he looks down at me with a raised brow.

Reaching for his hand, I led him into the dining hall. His steps slow down as he takes in the scene I created.

"What's going on?", he seems very skeptical.

I shrug as he pulls a chair for me to sit, once he gets seated I start pouring some white wine into our glasses.

"I just wanted to do something special for you, that's all".

"Mmmh...okay then", he smiles in gratitude.

We have a nice conversation over the course of the early evening. I prepared roasted halibut over braised potatoes, tomatoes and olives.

Who knew that a simple halibut dish by roasting and steaming would taste so good?

Thank my lucky stars that I stumbled upon this recipe on Instagram.

As we enjoy each other's company. I keep trying to remember the stuff I read online, such as teasing touches. I "accidentally" brush my feet along his toned leg, I make a lot of eye contact when I sip my wine.

The occasional lip bite and subtle touches of his hand.

It all seems to be working judging by his reaction. The way his pupils dilate whenever I make physical contact with him or when he clears his throat and shifts on the chair.

My heartbeat quickens when I feel his touch on my exposed thigh. I don't know whether it's because of this revelation of how I feel about him but this simple touch feels as though it's something more.

His fingers trail their way up my inner thigh.

I stumble over my words. My breathing becomes shallow. I stumble over my words and just stop speaking in general.

Damn it Alexander..this is supposed to be my game.

I don't even have the strength to be mad at the fact

that he is ruining the sequence of my plans. The soft music playing in the background is the only audible thing.

No words are passed between us.

We only have intense, searing eye contact. The grin on his face at my flustered state is so wicked. It's filled with a dark undertone and the storminess of his eyes makes the moment more hot.

"Come here', he gestures for me to sit on his lap. My legs feel like jelly as I shift from the chair onto his lap.

Soft, featherlike kisses are placed on my left shoulder as he pulls down the dress strap. All while his other hand stroked my inner thigh.

My insides turn into mush. An internal battle ensues in my head while he continues to tease me with his lips. The way his beard grazes the soft skin on my neck is almost hypnotising.

I clear my throat, and slowly get off his lap. "I'm going to get dessert. You stay here". To hide my shaking hands I start gathering the plates. Walking to the kitchen is daunting as my legs threaten to give out.

My movements are quick as I rinse and place the dishes in the dishwasher. I move towards the fridge to get one half of the messy, sexy dessert I had in mind.

I gather up the rest of the dessert from the oven. I made raspberry smores with chocolate covered strawberries on a bed of whipped cream and drizzled syrup.

A little dose of diabetic heaven...

I feel his fingers touch the braids. If I was a cat I would have purred at the feeling of his fingers tracing the exposed scalp lines.

My eyes almost roll into the back of my head. With new braids, you know exactly how good it feels to have someone touch your sensitive scalp.

"I like these", his deep voice says. His warm breath caresses the skin on my shoulder as he once again places a kiss.

Turning around I put the dessert bowls on the counter, "I thought I told you to stay".

A questioning brow quirks up, "Stay? I am not a dog Rosalie".

"Oh but you could be", I say with a grin. I even add a wink as I bite into a strawberry, never taking my eyes off him.

Look at you becoming a vixen...my subconscious comments.

He smirks as he takes closer steps towards me, "Woof".

I can't help but cackle over in laughter. I hold onto the counter for balance.

He pulls me to him and tilts my head to look up at his handsome face

His movements seem to slow down as he leans closer to me. My heart is beating so loudly, I am quite surprised that he can't hear it. Shallow breaths have my chest moving up and at a quick pace.

"What are you doing?', I ask once his nose touches mine in a light Eskimo kiss.

His long eyelashes flutter on my cheeks while he moves his eyes to look at mine once more before he focuses on my lips.

"I'm having dessert". He says and I am sure he is not talking about the one in the bowls next to us. Suddenly his lips capture mine in a searing kiss.

I feel my feet lift off the ground as he sits me on the countertop. His figure settles in between my legs as he deepens the kiss.

This man can kiss. My head is hazy as he pulls away.

"Delicious", he says as he continues to pepper kisses down my jawline onto my neck.

I am on fire. He tugs as the strap that holds the dress together and I swear his eyes turn black from desire as he gets a look at the underwear I have on.

Goosebumps rise on my skin as he softly trails his index finger along the lace material of the bra. I stifle a moan as his lips replace his finger as he kisses his way down from my neck to my exposed stomach.

"Don't hold it in", he says ,looking up at me through his long lashes. Those four words releases the flood of moans I had trapped inside.

The pit of desire grows in me as he moves down and starts kissing my inner thighs. This has me writhing in pleasure on the counter as I grab its edges for some sort of balance.

"You're so beautiful" his warm breath fans on the thin lace that covers my private area. A kiss is placed and this stimulation drives my hormonal body crazy.

Never have I felt like this. Is this what I've been missing out on?

He pulls me up and his lips are on mine once more. This time the kiss is feverish and deep. His tongue delves deep into my mouth and dominates me.

I pull back and start kissing his jawline and work my way down his throat. My tongue darts out to lick his Adam's apple. This causes him to groan and tighten his hold on my hips.

My legs wrap around his waist as I unbutton his shirt. My hands touch his pecks as I reveal his toned abs.

How can one man be so good looking? The intense workout routine she's had for the past few days has clearly elevated the way his body looks.

Cue the drool...

He begins kissing and sucking on the sensitive spot on my neck while I run my newly manicured nails down his chest, making note to graze his nipples.

I crane my neck to the side to give him more access, and movement captures my eyes. As I fully focus my eyes as I look over his shoulder, my heart freezes when I see what or rather whom the movement came from.

"Miss June", a cold chill runs down my spine as I whisper her name out.