Chubby Chaser(10)

“You deal with this shit right now,” he said, pointing a finger at Danny. He didn’t wait around to see what his friend did.

Vincent and Juliet were outside of the bathroom arguing when he approached.

“Where is she?”

“Is that what they called you?” Juliet asked.

“Where is she?” Cole asked again.

“She’s in the bathroom.”

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“Hey,” she said.

“Hey.”

“Is what she said the truth?”

Cole ran fingers through his hair, trying to find the right words. “Yes, I was called that, but I didn’t care about that. It was just a name.”

“Oh. I guess being called fatty is not new to me.” She shrugged. “I wish it didn’t hurt.”

He saw the pain in her eyes, and he hated that he didn’t have the words to take it away. “It doesn’t matter.”

She didn’t say anything. They were just words. When he looked at Elena he didn’t see a fat girl. He’d always seen a beautiful woman. Her life, her sparkle, he’d loved watching her for so long, that he’d gotten used to doing just that. Watching her. He couldn’t wait anymore, and he was done playing by gentlemanly rules. “All that matters is this.”

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Before Elena could even act, Cole had grabbed her face, and slammed his lips down on hers. She held onto his arms, and then slowly closed her eyes as his kiss went on. His lips were firm, and one of his hands sank into her hair, holding her in front of him. The other kept on cupping her face. It was so soft, so gentle. She didn’t want it to stop.

When she opened her mouth, he plunged his tongue inside, and the kiss deepened. They only pulled away as the door opened, distracting them.

“I want to go out there, and I want to dance with you. I invited you here tonight because I wanted to spend time with you. Not because I’m your boss, but because I just want to be around you.”

She licked her lips, and he groaned, running his thumb across her lip.

“What do you say?” he asked.

“I don’t want to be near Tiffany. I didn’t like her in high school, and I don’t need her around me right now.”

“Danny’s going to get rid of her. Come and dance with me. Tiffany doesn’t matter. No one else matters but me and you.”

He held his hand out, and she took it without even hesitating. They left the bathroom, and she smiled at Juliet, who caught her arm. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine. It has been a long time since I felt like that. It was hard.”

She didn’t linger with her friend, even though she wanted to. Cole took her straight onto the dance-floor. He pulled her close, cupping her hips so that their chests were touching.

Staring into his eyes, she couldn’t help but be mesmerized. They were so dark, and sometimes he seemed to see everything. He watched. He waited.

“I don’t want you to ever run like that away from me again,” he said.

“I wasn’t running from you.”

“What she said, it upset you?”

She snorted. “Of course it did. Someone calling me fatty upsets me, Cole. I can live with a lot of things. I’m on a date. I tried to look pretty, and sometimes words can get to me.” He squeezed her hip, and she glanced down, unable to help herself.

“I think you’re beautiful.”

Elena loved his words more than she thought possible. After Tiffany, she felt ugly, like she shouldn’t be on this date with him. The problem now was the fact he was still her boss.

“This is crossing a line, don’t you think? You think I’m beautiful, and you’re my boss.”

“Bosses have eyes as well. We’re not blind. I said you’re beautiful, and I mean it.” He leaned in close, and kissed her lips once again. “I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.”

“This is so weird,” she said.
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He chuckled. “Tell me about it. I had this great romance planned out. I was going to take you out dancing tonight, show you my moves. Then more dates were to follow.”

“More dates? This isn’t a one time thing?”

“No. It’s not.” The hand on her hip moved up, and he sank his hand into her hair, and she couldn’t look away, nor did she want to. She wanted his kiss once again. “Tell me, Elena, do you want me to stop?”

She shook her head. “No.”

“Good, because I don’t want to.”