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"I thought you were the biggest womanizer in the world because of how they talked about you in magazines." I gasped.

"Well that shows you that you shouldn't listen to hearsay" Michael snapped as he went to go sit on the couch.

"Who were they...." I said as I followed him to the couch plopped down next to him.

I need to hear this I thought with excitement.

"Courtney from high school, Madison from college freshman year, Cindy, and you" he said casually.

"No offense but why Cindy of all people?" I asked. I mean I wasn't trying to be rude but Cindy was a little... different from your average girl.

"Well she wasn't always like this. She use to be an independent woman and honestly very beautiful. She treated me like an actual person but when I took over the company I started having more encounters with females. Cindy started to get very jealous and changed completely. Now she puts on at least 100 pounds of make up and dresses in over revealing outfits so I can find her appealing. She even got plastic surgery in a couple of places to show me that she was the fairest in the land. In my eyes she was beautiful. I told her that everyday but it wasn't enough for her to confirm my feelings. Now she's just ruined. Along with that she started getting clingy and tried to ruin any relationship I had with the opposite sex. I couldn't take it anymore so I just broke it off and kept her as a one night stand." he said as he ruffed his hair.

"Why was I number 4?" I asked.

"Because" he said with a shrug.

"Because what" I pressed as I pointed him in the arm.

"You were there" he said simply but he didn't look at me.

"What the fuck does that mean?" I yelled "I smell bullshit asshole."

"I don't wanna get into this right now" he snapped and started to get up from the couch.

"If you tell me why I was #4, I'll tell you why I let you take my innocence.... Deal?" I said a little excited and held out my hand for him to shake it.

"Fine" he said hesitantly and sat back on the couch with me.

"And I want an honest answer." I said with a smile.

"Shut up and stop smiling" he snapped but I just smiled harder.

"Okay well... that night at the club I was feeling a little down. My father told me some terrible news and I just wanted to get away from that. Then I saw a girl dancing on top of a bar with a bra on as a top. When she flung her shirt in my face that was a perfect excuse for me to talk to her. She made me laugh harder than I could have possibly imagined. She was naturally not ugly" he was about to go on but I interjected.

"I'll just replace that with beautiful. Keep going." I laughed but he ignored and went on.

"Someone who reminded me of a girl that... stole my heart a long time ago. And I wanted to spend my time with her that night.... no one else." he said.

"Awww you do have a heart" I teased as I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Cut the crap and tell me what you want to know" he tried to say in an irritated voice but his face failed him and it turned into a cut little grin.

"Well... this story is a little long so bare with me. In the beginning I wanted to keep my virginity for marriage. But after Adam broke my heart I just gave that dream up. I didn't really care about losing it. I was over relationships. So I wanted to give it away but I had to choose wisely" I said.

"But why specifically me. Why not someone else?" he interrupted.

"Shut up and let me get there" I said and put my hand on his mouth. He licked it and I started to wipe it on his shirt.

"Anyways.... I had been going to clubs since I turned 21 and all I found there were bastards. The pick up lines were always the same. The methods to get me in bed were always the same. No one was a genuine person. But when I meet you, you were just different. You weren't the bitchy Michael I saw in the office on a daily basis and you weren't the sort of guy I usually met at clubs. My vision was pretty fuzzy from all the drinks I had but I remember fragments as well. So I figured if I had to lose it why not be to this random, sarcastic, funny, confident, sweet, sexy, mysterious stranger" I said and I spoke in a soft voice for the last part but it was true. He was all of those things that night and that's what made me give it to him. Adam was fine but I didn't feel the same.

Silence fell in the thick air. We were both quietly looking at each other.

"Do you think we were too honest in our responses?" Michael said softly.

"Nope. Just right." I said with a little smile. And then he leaned in to kiss me. It was... Perfect. His lips were smooth, his kiss was tender, and his hand that went to my cheek was warm. It made my skin tingle and my heart started to beat like crazy.

Then he grabbed the back of my neck and deepened the kiss. His mouth opened a little and his tongue slipped out a little to ask for entree. I accepted.

Suddenly something flashed in my memory and I started to laugh. He broke the kiss and looked at me.

"Why are you laughing?" he said as he tried to catch his breath.

"Because of that night. It's all coming back to me." I said and started to laugh even more. His face was so confused.

"Let me explain." I said.

(Flashback) The night Michael broke my hymen.

When I told the handsome stranger that I would go with him he was all excited. He pulled me outside of the club and called his driver to get us.

When the car pulled up the handsome stranger opened the door and put me in the car. While we sat in the back and held a strong make out session until we got to his place. He was such a distraction that I didn't even glance to look at my surroundings. He opened the door and held out his hand so I could get out.

"Let's go Dimples" he said.

"Dimples? Is that my name?" I asked. I mean it was kinda of cute but strange.

"Unless you wanna tell me your real name" he chuckled with a raised brow.

"Hard no.... But why not kitty or sugar plum or baby etc" I asked as I struggled to get out of the car. The alcohol was messing up my balance.

"Because your dimples are the cutest ones I've ever seen" he said as his hands went to touch my face.

"A lot of people have dimples" I said as I rolled eyes.

"Yea but I like them better on you" he said and then kissed me gentle on my lips.

"Shut up" I said with a hard blush on my face.

"Well now I need a fake name for you." I continued to talk as we went to the front door.

"What will it be?" he asked.

"Chuckles." I laughed.

"Why chuckles?" he laughed to.

"Because the minute I met you, you made me laugh" I said with a smile and then kissed his cheek.

"And you haven't stopped either.... I like your laugh." he said with a light smile and then opened the door.

"Thank you" I said as he pulled me up some stairs and then busted the doors to his bedroom open. Umm... busted sounds like the wrong word to use in this situation but I had no other words to describe it. He turned around to face me and started to kiss my mouth but I keep snickering.

"Why do you keep laughing?" he groaned as his hand went up to stroke my hair.

"I don't know. Alcohol makes me a little giggly" I said as I snaked my arms around his neck.

"Well stop it dummy. I really wanna kiss your beautiful lips" he said in a husky voice and then pecked my lips. That made me stop--instantly stop. My stomach had butterflies. And I went to kiss his tingly lips again. They were so smooth. The kiss started to get really heavy and my legs were growing weak.

"God I love your lips" he whispered as he broke the kiss.

"Toss me on that bed" I whispered and pointed to the comfy mattress.

He picked me up and threw me on the bed. I bounced up and then bounced off with a thump. I felt like a fish that was just thrown on hard grass.

The floor was cold and I felt a little pain. I groaned and then I saw him come up to me. It wasn't that dark. Lights from outside were giving us a way to see each other a little bit.

"Oh Jesus. I'm so sorry" he concerned as he held out a hand to me.

"This floor is cold as hell" I groaned as I held the back of my head.

"Come here" he said as pulled me close to him and placed me on the bed carefully.

"You okay?" he said as he got on top of me.

"Yea. Just don't throw me on the floor. For all we know hell might open up and swallow me whole" I said.

"Oh no we couldn't have that. Hell isn't nice this time of year." he teased as he played with my hair.

"Exactly." I giggled and then he gave me a peck. Then I grabbed back of his neck and pressed his lips on mine. His hands moved very slowly in the beginning and then they started hurrying. It was all happening so fast. He started to move his hands under my shirt and then took off. I did the same to him and then he slide off my skirt. I started to unzip his pants but the zipper broke.

"What the hell? What kinda of brand of pants you got?" I said as I looked at the piece of metal in my hands.

"I got them from Walmart" he said bluntly and got off me.

"You live here and you brought Walmart pants?" I questioned.

Who the hell was I about to hook up with?

"Gotta save money for the future. Besides this has never happened to me before" he said a little embarrassed.

"How the hell are we gonna take off your pants?" I laughed.

"I have no idea.... wait let me go to the bathroom" he said and then left me there.

What kind of stranger leaves another stranger in their room?

I started to get bored so I looked around the room and soon I found some booze in an opened drawer.

"I did it" he said triumphantly holding up his cut up pants.

"Good for you." I said as I lifted the bottle that was in my hand.

"How did you find that?" he questioned.

"I have a nose for alcohol. Plus you left the drawer open" I said as I pointed at the little drawer from where I got the booze from. It was so good. It went down smooth.

Again bad choice in words. But what else could I say?

"Wow, getting more liquored up so you don't remember this wonderful night?" he said playfully as he walked over to me.

"I think I'm too far gone" I said and then he took the bottle from my beautiful hands and kissed me. It was tender and soft.

"Well at least remember some of tonight" he said softly and then started to kiss my neck.

"Fine" I moaned. Then he got back on top of me and continued to proceed in his art of seduction. It felt like I was floating on air. He took off my bra and I felt exposed. I started to cover them but he grabbed my wrists.

"Don't" he whispered and then pecked my lips. He soon let go of my wrists and went to pinch my nipple. I moaned from the pain and pleasure and started to press his lips closer to me. Then I grabbed his hair and put his lips on mine. Soon I grew tired of waiting. We were getting to caught up in the kissing. I moved down to the hem of his boxers and started rubbing. He groaned and then broke the kiss to maybe catch his breath. I took this moment to slowly ease them down.

When I looked down at his little friend I gasped and my eyes widened.

What The F Man. My vagina is going to break tonight.

"Intimidated." he said in a husky voice.

"Of course. You might break my fucking vagina." I said as my eyes stayed glued to his friend.

"Eh probably not. Here, hold on" he said as he reached for his drawer and got a little foil square. He opened it unrolled it and stood at my entire.

"How the hell are you not turned on? You should be soaking wet woman." he said as he touched my not so moist intimate area.

"Not all woman are soaking wet for dicks. Some of us need help sometimes. That's why they invented lobe" I said as I rolled my eyes.

"And your one of them?" he questioned.

"Yea. Why not. I'm special" I said with a shrug.

"Let me get the lobe." he sighed and then went to his bathroom.

"How much do you think we should use?" he said as he came out of the bathroom with a small jar.

"How would a virgin know?" I sighed.

"VIRGIN!" he yelled and I was startled.

"Was I suppose to mention that before?" I questioned a little embarrassed.

"It would have been good to know" he said as he got closer to the bed.

"Sorry" I laughed.

"No need to be sorry. But are you sure you wanna do this?" he questioned.

"What's the point of keeping it?" I asked as I propped myself on my elbows to sit up slightly.

"For your husband. Or probably a potential boyfriend" he said as he started to open the bottle.

"I won't have to worry about that" I whispered.

"Why?" he said confused.

"Because I don't plan on having a husband and all my boyfriends are temporary" I explained.

"Every girl wants a wedding and prince charming" he said as he got back on the bed.

"I thought we established this. I ain't no basic bitch. I'm the definition of special" I snapped but wasn't really serious.

"I forgot" he chuckled.

"Well come here Chuckles and I'll make you remember." I said as I bit my lip a little.

He came over and settled to the same position which was him between my legs. He took some lobe and put it on me and it was tingly. I moaned a little and he smirked

I looked in his chocolaty brown eyes and he asked me one more time.

"You sure?"

"Just please be gentle and I'll be fine " I said. It all happened so slowly. At first I was in pain and tears started to flow from my eyes but he stayed still and was reassuring me. When the pain loosened he started to move. Soon I was having the time of my life. Then the roller coaster ended and we were laying there panting in sweat. He held me in his arms and I just laid my head on his hard chest. It was perfect. But I knew I had to leave at some point. It was a one night stand after all.

"Well... Thank you for your services?" I said awkwardly as I started to sit up.

"What?" he chuckled.

"Pleasure doing business with you" I said and held out my hand for him to shake.

"What the hell?" he said laughing even harder.

"I don't know what to say. I'll just leave" I said a little embarrassed as I start to get off the bed.

"What no" he said and grabbed my arm lightly.

"Your probably going to kick me out in the morning anyway. Its okay" I said.

"No just stay here geez. And if your not in a hurry I would like to make you breakfast" he said and pulled me lightly to get back in bed.

"Alright. But I'm only staying because I was promised food." I said as I got back to his side.

"Shut up and sleep" he whispered and then kissed my forehead. When he asked me to stay I knew I made the right choice.

(Flashback) Ended.

"Off the top of your head do you know why you let me stay?" I asked.

"I don't know." he said as he avoided my eyes. I felt like he was lying. I wanted the truth and you could only find that out through someone's eyes.

"Look into my eyes and tell me that" I whispered.

He slowly looked up to my eyes and stared at me.

"Is staring the answer?" I asked with a hopeful smile. I waited and waited but didn't get an answer.

"I better start getting ready for the gala" I whispered and got up from the couch to go to our room. I didn't know what I wanted him to say. But I didn't want him to say nothing. It irked me.

I went to my suitcase to get a dress out for tonight. Suddenly hands were on my hips. I was spun around and then I was facing Michael.

"Michael-" I tried to say but he cut me off by slamming his lips to mine. I attempted to push him away but he held on even harder to me and bit my lips as punishment. I moaned and submitted to his will.

I felt so turned on. He was kissing me with such hunger. When his hand went to my hair and pulled it. My brain was almost ready to check out.

The kiss was getting a little too hot and heavy and he started playing with my shirt but I pulled away. I looked him in the eyes and they were wild. They had a lot of lust and a lot of other emotions I couldn't make out. I wish I could have let him take me right then and there but I couldn't. I promised myself that I would not get pregnant and the best way to do that is to take precautions.

"Jeanette I don't know why I let you stay. That night was the most fun I had in forever and I just... I just... I just" he kept repeating. It was cute. How he stuttered. So I gave him a peck on the lips. And kept my forehead on his.

"You just wanted me to stay. I get it." I whispered. I was happy I had this affect on him it made me feel a certain way. I just didn't know exactly.

"Now get out so I can get dressed." I said and gently pulled away his arms that were around me. I turned around to continue to look for an outfit.

"I had one prepared for you to go the first time around but we had that incident" he said as he walked to the hotel closet. He pulled out a beautiful red dress.

"I thought you hated me in revealing clothing" I questioned with a raised eyebrow.

"Well I'll be there to beat up anyone who looks at you too long" he chuckles.

"And what shall I do when you start losing in this allege fight?" I said as I took the dress from him.

"I never lose" he said in a confident voice.

"Sure... now get out" I said and with that he pecked me on the cheek and left.

I felt happy but also uneasy. I have been told on multiple accounts that I am bad at relationships. I don't know how to act in them. I'm not the girlfriend that you can hold your hand in public or the one that is so optimistic and cheers her man on. I'm the sarcastic cynical bitch on the outside. This thing with Michael wasn't going to end good. I should have kept my distance like I always did. But he making that really hard this week. A little part of me doubted and thought this was all a hoax. But the hopeful part of me didn't want that. She wanted it to be real.

God I'm so stupid. Why'd I let this happen?