He brought her to his car and drove her home. During the ride she remained silent and secretly was happy. She wanted to see Pierre more now.

He walked her to her porch and held her hands in his.

"I would like you to come to my home tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay. Where do you live?"

He went into his pants pocket and handed her his address information.

"It isn't hard to find."

"Thank you again Pierre."

"You're welcome. See you tomorrow."

Lillia laid in her bed and looked at the paper bearing his address. This handsome and accomplished man was exactly that. She at first thought he was a pervert or worse, but she was wrong.

She realized after all the lunches and flattery he was attracted to her but was a gentleman first.

She slowly started to drift off to sleep.

Lillia awoke to see she was lying on a couch of red under an antique carpet of Middle Eastern design. She was wearing one of coats and saw she was wearing the lingerie set Pierre got her. Unsure of what was going on she felt it was best not to stick around. She looked around to see if anyone was present.

"Hello? Is anyone here?" She asked aloud.

"Hello beautiful."

She saw Pierre coming towards her smiling and holding a red rose.

"Pierre! Where am I?" She asked worriedly.

"You're in my home Lillia."

He stroked his hand on her cheek then caressed her hair.

"Lie back down and relax my beauty." She held his gaze and laid back down while his hands were on his shoulders.

He glided the rose along her cheek slowly. She closed her eyes and moaned. She couldn't deny what she felt for him. He caressed the rose along her other cheek and smiled. He knew he had her right where he wanted her.

"Oh Pierre, I want you... I cannot deny it anymore." She confessed.

"I thought so." He said while he slowly opened her coat.

Pierre smirked seeing her seductive clothing underneath.

"I knew you would like them."

He slipped off the coat and gazed at her body.

He carried her to the bedroom and played on his CD player a song he'd always liked from Tina Turner.

Lillia knew from that song choice what was gonna happen. She closed her eyes as they continued to dance.

She opened her eyes to see that she was in her bedroom. She nearly jumped when she saw Pierre sitting on the edge of the bed. He flashed his irresistible smile then got off the bed.

"Pierre! What are you doing here?"

He smirked as he finished pouring some wine. "You know why, sexy." He handed her her glass and he started to drink his.

Lillia drank and gazed into his intense and beautiful eyes. She couldn't deny the attraction she had for him.

He came over to her and placed her wine glass aside.

"Lie down, beautiful."

She laid down just as he did that same time.

"You know what I like about you?" He asked.

"What exactly?"

"I think that you have inner beauty as much as outer beauty." She smiled and kissed his cheek. He climbed on top of her and gave her a passionate kiss. "I want you." He moaned.

"As do I."

She bolted out of her bed and looked at her alarm clock. It was exactly six o'clock and the sun was beaming.

She'd had not one, but two dreams about Pierre! Not to mention the other two she had the previous week. No mistake about it, she was developing interest in him.

That afternoon...

Lillia spent most of the morning smiling to herself while she did one of her school assignments. She decided it was time to let Pierre know she shared the same mutual attraction. She slipped on the lingerie set and concealed it with one of her coats. EXACTLY like in the dream she'd had. Lillia gathered her handbag and headed out the door.

She walked up to Pierre's home and was amazed by its beauty, not too old fashion nor too futuristic. She knocked on the door and waited for him.

"Hi Pierre."

"Hello Lillia, come in."

She noticed he was wearing a suit and dress shirt with a tie. A little odd given that they were only going to hang out at his home.

"Did you have a meeting held this morning?" She asked.

"No."

She froze the minute she saw the color of his couch and the design of the carpet.

"What's the matter my dear?" He asked when he placed his hand above hers.

"I... I better lie down."

She quickly went to the recliner and stretched out her feet. Could it be that her dreams of Pierre MIGHT have been partial visions?

He laid on the piano bench behind her and started to play something. She smiled listening to the soft music behind her. Lillia turned around and noticed he was staring straight at her. Desire blazing off of him.

He got up and gently placed her on one of the wall corners of the living room.

She leaned against the wall as Pierre kissed her neck lightly. He then pulled her up to meet him, standing her up again. He murmured in her ear then kissed her ear. She leaned back and threw her head back in pure pleasure.

Her eyes were shut and her mouth was slightly opened, he stopped and gazed at her he'd never seen such beauty. She ripped his shirt open and caressed his chest and began kissing it.

"You're a bad girl." He chuckled and bit into her neck.

She kissed him before she held onto him for dear life.

"LILLIA, LILLIA, EARTH TO LILLIA!"

Suddenly Lillia awoke to see Pierre standing in front of her offering her a bowl of salad.

Lillia realized she had been dreaming about Pierre once again.

"Were you having a daydream my dear?"

Was this man psychic or telepathic? How had he knew she was daydreaming?

"Is whatever it is you daydream something you desire?"

"It is."

"Is it a desire that could have grave ramifications? Or is it something that would bring excitement and positive results?"

Lillia realized that what she felt was the latter.

They had a light meal of salad with beef strips and some ice cream.

"You eat very healthy." He complimented.

"I always have, since childhood."

"That's very good. I'm the same way."

After their lunch he offered her to sit beside him on the red couch. Lillia couldn't let a dream stop her. She sat down and smiled at him.

"You have a lovely home."

"Thank you. I'll show you around another time. In the meantime, why don't you relax."

He took her in his arms and gazed at her lips.

"You really are beautiful, any man would be fortunate to have you."

He placed his hands on the small of her back.

"We've been hanging out for three weeks now."

"Yes, we have."

"I'm glad it isn't interfering with your school work."

"I appreciate your consideration."

He gently caressed her hair then laid her down on the couch. He noticed she was wearing stockings and kept her coat on throughout her stay. He started to gently pull off her stockings and caress her legs. She smiled and began to brush her feet against his chest. Pierre kissed her legs and massaged them.

It was only a matter of time.