"What's this video of you fighting in a restaurant, Camille?" I sighed.

"I didn't fight with her papa, she just made a rude comment and I stood up to her and besides I paid the customers there not to leak the video, I don't know why this is happening" I answered.

"You paid? Camille we own up to mistakes not pay them off, this is so terrible Camille, you're on almost every social media handle" papa said and took a seat.

"I'll sort that out papa, take some rest okay"

"How can I rest when my own daughter is being dragged all over the news?" he asked.

"Camille, you need to understand that you are part of the Barone enterprise, everything you do or say affects the company".

"And this right here is not a good look on the company, on me, people see you as a replica of me and if you go around behaving like this what do you think they think of me?" I sighed and nodded.

"I'm sorry papa, It won't happen again" he looked away and reached for a glass of water taking a sip.

"Maybe I actually spoil you too much, " he muttered.

"Why weren't you with Keisha in your apartment when I called?" he asked suddenly.

I...I...had to do some shopping" I stuttered, he ran his sharp eyes over me and looked away.

"Shopping, dressed like that? And without your car?" He asked" I bit my lips as I looked at the oversized shirt I wore and thankfully it covered all the hickeys and hand prints or else papa would be worried about something more than just the shirt.

"Keisha seems to be giving you too much freedom," he said.

"Come back home for now, we'll see if you're fit to go back to your apartment after this dies down" I nodded and he pressed the telephone to his ear and asked the driver to take me home.

Papa was calm which meant he was angry and angry papa was not nice papa and I wondered how people managed to think I was being spoiled by him.

Yes, he had his days but once he got mad at any of my behaviour I would have to lay low until he was okay.

A body guard followed behind me as we entered the private elevator only my papa used.

I was escorted to the red Rolls Royce outside and I got in, finally relaxing. Aurelio must have been shocked by my sudden leave and I didn't even get a number or anything.

"Fuck" I muttered as the car roll out of the car pack.

***

"What did your papa say?" Keisha asked and I sighed.

"I got scolded," I answered.

"I'm so sorry Cam, it's all my fault" and I smiled at her.

"Papa is just angry at the moment, you know how he gets" I said, nudging Keisha.

"What about the club, where were you and where did you come back from?" Keisha asked and a blushed crept up my cheeks.

"I passed out with a handsome stranger" I said, my voice small.

"Oh my gawd, tell me already" Keisha screamed and I laughed.

Keisha's mouth was wide open when I finished telling her everything.

"You can't be serious" I shrugged and showed her the hickeys on my neck and the fresh hand prints on my thighs.

"Dear goodness" she gasped.

"What got into you? I would never in my wildest dreams think you'd just let a random guy pop your cherry".

Heat crawled up my throat and I began to fidget with my oversized sweater.

"He isn't random," I muttered.

"You're defending him, just how good was he that you're defending him" Keisha asked, the look of surprise clouding her face.

I shook my head and smiled falling back into my pillow.

"He's so dreamy Keisha, I wish to meet him again" I said softly, closing my ears to drown Keisha scream.

Days passed by and papa had calmed down a bit not to frown at me at breakfast or dinner.

Aurelio still managed to sneak into my thoughts as many times as possible, God, I didn't go a day without thinking about him and that night.

I wondered if I would ever see him again, or maybe I could look for him but that would look so creepy but regardless I still entertained the thought of him.

I was just so obsessed.

Keisha dropped by when she could, she was allowed to come here but I wasn't allowed to go back to my apartment nor attend university, dad was able to quell the drama online also compensating that witch for any losses caused.

I was happy he didn't ask me to apologise to her, I wouldn't have either ways and I believe papa knew that.

"Remember Beatrice?" Papa asked, breaking the silence and I shrugged.

"The one I talked about, that's really good in business management and statistics, I'll be having her and her husband for dinner tomorrow, she's a wonderful lady and I believe you'll learn a lot from her rather than dragging hairs at restaurants"

"Dad, I told you I didn't even touch the girl" I said, giving him a pointed look and he shook his head.

"You believe me, I'm sure you do" I said cutting my chicken.

"That's an accusing comment" he said with a light smile and I pouted.

"Poor Camille, she's all alone" I said in a weary voice and he laughed and nodded.

"I'm serious Camille, you could learn a thing or two from Beatrice, it'll help in your studies also and it's also a way of prepping yourself, you'll have this company all to yourself one day" he said.

"I'd rather do something that's mine," I answered.

"This is yours, Camille," I nodded.

"Daddy's sheltered princess, I'll never be more than that name, I'll think about taking over when you've got your head all covered in grey hair" I said and papa laughed.

"That'll be a long time, and besides what are the odds that it'll be completely covered when I'm old?" He asked.

"Trust me, you'll still be crawling to your office with a broken back" papa threw his head back in a hearty laugh.

"I'm glad you're home princess" I smiled and raised my glass to his, making him chuckle.

***

My ears were hurting due to how many times papa mentioned Beatrice, he called a million times to remind me to make something really nice.

"I've never seen papa so enthusiastic to have someone over, if I didn't know better I'd say he was hitting on the woman" I said and Mrs Olga laughed.

"I think she does her work well, that would be the only reason why he's so close to her, you know how your papa gets when he works with partners who understand him very well" I nodded.

"I can't wait to go back to sleep" I murmured, if papa hadn't been so hell bent on reminding every hour, I might as well have pretended to have forgotten about it.

I didn't want to sit and listen to boring business talks, I've heard enough of it in college to last me a life time.

"Beatrice seems to be a nice lady, she's been here before for brunch, you missed it since you had a class tat morning" Mrs Olga explained.

"You're papa should be back by now, why don't you go get dressed too, the guest will be here anytime minuite from now.

I returned to my room and filled the tub with hot water, added my body wash and simply basked in the feeling.

Screw those guests. I was taking my goddamn time.

***

"Still not here? Are you sure the are coming papa? I asked and settled into my seat.

Papa stayed silent, his eyes trained on the newspaper in his hands, I had read that newspaper earlier today apart from some company that was going out of business.

"Buying the Roman company, what are the odds that It'll be back to what it once was? I asked, that got my Papa's attention.

"True...the management did a terrible job with the company and they've suffered loses that eats into the company's assets, bringing it back to it's former glory would be investing with no clear head" papa said and dropped the newspaper.

"I'm still thinking of buying it though, it's got machineries that our company would put into good use" he continued and I nodded.

The door bell rang as Mrs Olga arranged the food on the table.

"I'll go get that" I said and walked to the door, finally, angel Beatrice was here.

I opened the door and was met with a young woman around her thirties, she had her hair in a tight bun, flawless face and bright red lipstick.

She wore a black flower print gown that passed knee length which she covered with a jean jacket and paired it with nude heels.

The dress would have been better without the jacket, it seemed she was the uptight type. I smiled and she she presented a bottle of wine which I accepted and thanked her.

"I'm Beatrice, you must be Camille, nice to finally meet you" she said in smooth English, extending her hand for a shake which I took.

"My husband is coming, he had a bit of trouble parking the car, could you hold the door a little while, hope you don't mind" she asked and I nodded.

She passed into the house while I held the door waiting for her supposed husband.

Heavy footsteps approached the door and once within the censor, the bright light turned on.

"André will be glad to help park...." Words died in my mouth when I came face to face with none other than Aurelio.

His face mirrored mine as we both stared at each other.

They had to be some mistake somewhere, I was probably thinking too much about him I was seeing him during broad day light.

"Camille?" .

CAMILLE

"Camille?" His shocked voice was testament that I wasn't dreaming and Aurelio was indeed standing in front of me.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, something told me he was asking to prove himself wrong because he must have already figured out that I lived here and I was Ronald Barone's daughter.

"You're...You're" I gulped at the realisation.

"You're Beatrice' husband, you're married" I managed to squeeze out.

"What's wrong dear?" I turned to Mrs Olga's voice and smiled tightly.

"He just arrived" I answered and stepped aside to let him in.

Aurelio's face turned cold as he passed, the familiar scent of mint and lavender washed over me.

I was so screwed.

I sat on the right side next to papa, while Beatrice and Aurelio sat on the other side next to each other. Aurelio's face was set in stone as he stared on the table.

Papa went on about how Beatrice was such an angel but me and Aurelio's mind was far from this table.

"You must have met my little demon, the one and only, Camille," dad introduced chuckling and I smiled tightly and waved at Beatrice.

"She's so beautiful, you might need to start planning a wedding soon" Beatrice joked and papa laughed.

"Mr Aurelio nice to meet you too, I see you're not one of them social elites" Aurelio gave a curt nod, his eyes meeting mine and I quickly looked away.

"Camille dear, please serve the food" I nodded and went on to serve papa first before Beatrice, then Aurelio.

Dad and Beatrice talked about lengthy business deals while Aurelio picked on his food and so did I. I don't think I had any appetite with him sitting across from me with a cold face directed at me.

"Camille, please keep the guest company, I and Beatrice need to discuss something" papa said standing up and Beatrice followed suit.

"You're Barone's daughter" Aurelio said immediately they were out of earshot and I gulped and nodded.

"You fucking liar" he scoffed, chuckling darkly.

"I can explain, it's not what it seems like" I panicked dropping my cutleries.

"Go ahead, what are you explaining? God!" He exclaimed standing up, I quickly stood up too.

"Aurelio, please listen to me, I didn't know...I was scared of you...". At a time like this nothing was clicking, I really had no reason to have said I was twenty-two and experienced.

And I never expected to meet him in such a manner.

"What about you? Aren't you married? You weren't wearing a wedding band either" I accused.

"So now you make it about me?" He asked.

"Camille?" I turned to Mrs Olga who stood by the dining hall doorway, she looked at both of them with confusion.

"What's going on, I heard you arguing" Mrs Olga said and dropped two plates of dessert on the table.

"No...I wasn't, um...Mr Aurelio is just...um fascinated with the building" I lied and Aurelio licked his lips and looked away.

"Really? Why don't you show him around, your papa wouldn't mind" Mrs Olga suggested and I smiled tightly.

"This way, please" Aurelio didn't move, instead he directed cold hard eyes at me. As if sensing the tension Mrs Olga looked at him, he sighed and nodded.

He followed behind me as I led him out of the dinning, I walked to my bedroom and opened the door, he paused and looked at me before stepping in.

"I know I lied about my age but it doesn't really matter" I said, closing the space between us.

"Damnit, Camille, your nineteen" he yelled which startled me, I rubbed my temples as tears brimmed in my eyes.

"You're married also, so don't make me take all the blame, I know I lied and so did you, you lied to me and cheated on Beatrice" I defended.

"Cheating is my business with Beatrice, not yours, for Christ's sakes I shared a fuckin bed with you, I thought you were mature, you said you were experienced, how could you lied like that?" He asked.

"Did your father even know you were out?" He asked, closing what little space that was between us.

I stayed silent, because of course papa didn't know and if he did, I didn't want to think of what he'd do to me, a tear slipped from my eye and I sniffed.

"I'm sorry, I..I...didn't want you to think I was too young" I admitted.

"No, it's not even a thought, you are too goddamn young to have sex" he yelled.

"Fuck off" I yelled back.

"At my age you weren't celibate" I yelled.

"Really? fine that's true" he chuckled coldly, with no humour in his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me you'd never had sex before?" He asked and I stepped back in surprise, his eyes searched mine and I quickly looked away.

"I don't know what you're talking about" he scoffed and paced in front of me.

"You were not only nineteen but a virgin, do you know how that makes me feel, I feel like a fuckin pedophile, like a pervet a goddamn creep" he said and grabbed my chin making me look at him in the eye.

"I saw the blood stains after you left" he said, nothing but disgust and anger in his eyes, all directed toward me and I closed my eyes, I didn't want to look into them anymore.

"Open your eyes and look at me, Camille," I shook my head in protest, I didn't want to know if he looked at me with such eyes.

He let go of my chin roughly and I stumbled back, tears streamed down my face, I wrapped my hands around my body as I cried, he paced back and forth in anger.

I yelped in surprise when he pushed down my belongings from the vanity table, he grabbed my arm and turned me to himself, crashing his lips on mine.

He kissed me roughly, prying my lips open with his tongue, his hand gripping my hair tightly, keeping me from moving away from him. I tried to keep up with his pace only to find myself drowning in the kiss.

He hoisted me up and wrapped my leg around his waist and without breaking the kiss, I squeezed the fabric of his shirt, hitting his chest wanting air.

He placed me on the vanity table and grabbed my arm, raising it above my head, holding me in place, before finally pulling away.

I was breathing heavily as air hit my lungs at once, his eyes still held anger and dark desires but rather than scaring me like earlier it turned me on even more.

Aurelio wasn't angry at me, he was angry with himself.

He trailed kisses from my jaw to shoulder, he sucked and bit on my neck in different places, I moaned when he sucked on the places he bit.

He pulled off my top, throwing it across the room, leaving my chest bare to him, his eyes scanned my chest and I saw the look of satisfaction cross his features when he noticed the prominent red marks on almost every inch of my body.

"Just as I imagined," he muttered.

He stepped back, completely, and moved to my bed, he sat at the edge of it and called me over.

I walked towards him in slow steps, a low primal groan escaped his lips as I stood before him, my eyes moved to the bulge in his trousers, he was damn big and his pants were still buttoned and it must be uncomfortable for him.

"Take your shorts off" he ordered and I did as told, standing naked before him.

"Closer" he ordered and I stood in between his open leg, he ran his hands from my arm to my waist rubbing the bruises he gave me on my waist.

He mumbled words under his breath, before spreading my legs apart slightly, sticking his finger in, I moaned and fisted my hand.

He took his finger out and put them in his mouth, licking them off. I watched him lick his finger hungrily before looking up at me.

"Fuck" he groaned once again and I looked at the bulge in his pants, without waiting for his order, which I knew he wouldn't ask.

I got on my knees, he watched me silently, I met his eyes, cold, dark and laced with dark promises of the things he could do.

I reached out and unbuttoned his pants, snagging them off enough to see his Calvin Klein briefs, it was already dented with his precum, his eyes remained on me probably expecting me to back out, I swallowed hard and reached into it.

He hissed the moment my hand wrapped around his cock, I massaged him gently using his pre cum to lubricate his dick, I pumped back and forth, he threw his head back and groaned.

I finally pulled his briefs down and his cock sprang out, slapping my face and I jumped back.

He had a long and fat cock, veins wrapped round his cock tightly, it must have ached badly.

I stuck my tongue out and licked his crown, the low moan that escaped his lips turned me on and I sucked on his crown.

He fisted my hair tightly and pushed his cock up my throat. "Fuck" he screamed and held me in place, I gagged on his cock and tears brimmed my eyes before he released my hair leaving me to breathe.

My saliva trickled down his cock and I wrapped my hand around him and pumped him.

"Your doing so well, fuck....get that mouth down there" he breathe out and I immediately put him back in my mouth, my head bobbling up and down, low moans and groans filled the quiet room.

I pulled his cock out of my mouth and trailed kisses down to his heavy balls before taking them into my mouth, sucking aggressively on them.

"Holy fuck, that's it...where'd you learn...damn...that?" He asked.

I released his balls and continued to massage his cock before wrapping my mouth around his crown, sucking it like a lollipop while massaging his length.

"Camille, bloody hell" his hand on my hair tightened, as I continued to suck on his crown only while pumping his length.

"Camille, I'm going to cum" he announced, breathing heavily, gaging his cock, as tears brimmed in my eyes.

"Christo...Camille" his hot seed shot straight into my throat at once, surprised I swallowed it, choking on the rest.

I quickly pulled his cock out of my mouth, his seed continued to sprout out, landing on my face, dripping to my breast.

"Holy fuck" he breathe, catching his breathe.

I licked my lips, licking his cum, it tasted salty and quite sour, not so bad actually.

I looked at Aurelio as he watched his cum on my breast and face, and I knew he liked it, he pulled away to look at me and as if realization downed on him, he sighed and looked away.

"Get cleaned up" I nodded and got up from my knees, picked my clothes and got into the bathroom, I returned with some wipes to clean off the cum on his pants.

"Here" he grabbed them from me and cleaned his still hard cock, before putting it back in his briefs, he cleaned his pants and buckled up, before handing back the used wipes.

"Go get dressed" he stood up from the bed, avoiding my eyes.

"Aurelio, I really didn't mean to..."

"It doesn't matter anymore," he said, cutting me off abruptly.

"This is the last time you and I will ever do something like this, the first one was a mistake and it will remain so, I never want to see you again Camille".

Without a glance he moved towards the door and opened it.

"What about now, was it also a mistake?" I asked, he held the door open but didn't look back or say anything, without another word he stepped out and closed the door.

I stood there staring at the door, his words kept going on endlessly in my head, my heart squeezed in my chest and I struggled to breathe.

Why did that hurt so much?

Dad finally let me return to my apartment, with lots of character ethics which wasn't needed cause I definitely didn't hit that bitch, and now I wish I actually did.

I stared at the number papa gave me, he said it belonged to Beatrice, he was really adamant about me learning from Beatrice.

In a different scenario I would definitely reject this offer but it's been almost a week now and Aurelio has slowly owned my mind.

His wife seems to be my best shot of seeing him ever again.

I squeezed the paper and threw it out the window. I wasn't that shallow, stealing another woman's husband was something a Barone would never do.

But I missed him. So badly.

"We are so late for Dr Fernandez class" Keisha said, poking her head into my window.

"You should have gone without me" I said, tapping her head gently and she took her head out and I stepped down.

"You know Mr Fernandez has the hots for you, he'd let us in if you're with me" I did a fake cringe act and Keisha chuckled.

"I told you he doesn't, he's just being nice to everyone" I argued.

"Yeah right, tell that to someone who's blind, the man literally looks at you with those you know eyes throughout his class"

"What eyes Keisha, stop conjuring things in your head" a smile crept up my face as I hurriedly walked past her.

"You bloody creep, you actually enjoy it" Keisha yelled and I broke out in a run and she chased after me.

Mr Fernandez was just as smitten as Keisha said he was, he let us in without a word.

Fernandez was a stand-in professor for our old professor Mr Greco who was unfortunately diagnosed with cancer and had to take some time off, but word was going round that Mr Fernandez was soon taking over fully.

If I hadn't met someone as striking as Aurelio, he would have definitely been my type, the man was extremely cute, his nerd glasses and shy smile made him very boyish.

Having him around meant I'd have an A without stressing unnecessarily about it.

"Miss Barone, um...I'd like to see you once this class is over" he added and all eyes turned to me and I nodded.

"With that the class has officially ended for today, see you all next week" students trolled out of the class while I remained behind.

Keisha nudged me before passing "I'll wait outside" she mouthed and I nodded.

Once the class was empty I walked up to him at his desk and he smiled, that same boyish cute smile.

"Um...Miss Barone with all due respect..." he trailed off and got fidgety in his seat.

"The truth is... I...I've never done this before but um...would it be okay if we had dinner sometime?" He asked, scratching the back of his neck to avoid eye contact with me and I smiled.

"It's okay if you call me Camille and sure that'd be nice" I answered and he looked up so fast I almost chuckled.

"Really? Oh that's awesome, I mean I'm...honoured...we can fix a date during weekend...a Library or an eatery or even a picnic, anything you choose"

"Library date?" I asked and he nodded.

"That sounds nice, never been on one before" I admitted.

"I promise to make it worth your time" I smiled and nodded.

"Can I leave?" I asked politely and he nodded standing to his feet, escorting me out.

Keisha was waiting by the door, grinning like a fool the moment she saw me, I walked past her, and she hurried behind me.

"So...?" She tugged on my arm and I chuckled and brushed her away, she quickly returned and took my arms in hers.

"I'm sure I know what he talked about" she whispered and I gave her a pointed look trying to hold back my smile.

"Oh gawd, I'm so right, I told you he had the hots for you anyways put in a good word for me, I need some As too" I laughed at her request making her stomp her feet.

"Just tell me already, what did he say?".

*****

"What about Aurelio?" Keisha asked absentmindedly as she typed on her phone.

At the mention of Aurelio, everything I'd been hiding returned, his words brought tears to my eyes nearly running my makeup.

"It's over" I muttered.

"What? What's over" Keisha asked and from the mirror I saw her drop her phone, her focus now on me.

"Did you meet him again? What happened?" Keisha asked coming to stand behind once she noticed my mood change drastically.

"I'm going on date, can we not talk about this?" I asked, more like pleaded.

Keisha nodded and I re-applied my makeup. Keisha drove me to the central library where Mr Fernandez stood outside with a bouquet of roses.

"Awwwnn, he's such a sweet guy" Keisha cooed and I smacked her arm.

"It's just a friendly meeting" I said.

"Doesn't seem very friendly to me" I glared at Keisha and she mouthed a what and I shook my head.

I thanked Keisha for dropping me off and she just had to go ahead and wave enthuatically at the man, which made me so shy.

"Keisha..." i sang and she laughed.

"Keep you location on, as sweet as he may be, he could also be a murderer or an ex-convit or a psycho or serial killer or..."

"And he could also be a sweet man who wants to have a little fun time without judgements" I pointed out leaving Keisha's mouth open with unspoken words.

I raised my brows at her and she shrugged and nodded "maybe that too, just be careful alright, if he doesn't drop you off, I'll come pick you and update me on every change of plans okay" I nodded.

"See ya honey" she yelled already driving out and I waved at her.

I did a run through of my dress again, feeling a little less dressed, Mr Fernandez wore a tucked in blue shirt with carton coloured pants and a grey vest.

While I wore a lilac flowered cottage skirt and a crop top, that exposed my tummy, I also brought a cardigan which I kept in my tote bag, I paired the look with an extremely cute fluffy slippers.

Mr Fernandez walked up to me and handed me the bouquet and I smiled and thanked him, bringing it to my nose to take a sniff.

"They are very lovely, thank you" he nodded with a boyish grin and stepped aside to let me pass first, then his hand went down to my waist to guide me into the library.

It wasn't needed but I didn't want to get all serious on our first date. He talked a bit with the young American librarian before we walked in.

The smell of old book, dust and fresh ink wafted through the air of the library, the golden hue of the almost setting sun gave the library a mystical look as Ur streamed in fromge windows.

The library was quiet safe for the shuffling of books here and there, a few reading groups and soft chatters.

Mr Fernandez led me further in and stopped in front of some shelf cluster.

"So...what do you read?" He asked, tucking his hands in his pocket.

"Normally, I'd go for business or history but I'm feeling a bit in line for anything" he nodded and looked around.

"Why don't you find something you like and I'll do the same...then we'll talk about why we like those books, is that okay?" He asked nervously and I smiled and nodded.

I think he was just too nervous and he needed some time to cool off and I found that very cute, I wandered off, checking out for genres that would excite me.

I actually knew what would, I just didn't think it'd be fitting to read that with your lecturer, but maybe I could buy some.

I stopped in a shelve with three girls, they looked through the books with all calmness and I joined them.

It was a world of dark romance books, an absolute hide away from reality.

Soon the girls found their choices and left while I was left torn between Ana huang twisted series and Tahereh Mafi shatter me series.

"Maybe both" I muttered.

I looked at the other shelf when I heard a loud fall of books, a man was squatted down trying to pick them and I walked over and helped pick the books up.

"Thank you" I stilled at the voice, I could pick out that voice even in a crowd. It was Aurelio, no one sounded so deep, sexy and hoarse like him.

"Um...yeah" I answered and looked up to see his eyes already on me.

I placed the books in his hands and quickly moved to leave, his hand grabbed mine pulling me back.

"Camille".

It wasn't a surprised version of my name from his lips or angered one, it was a tone of acknowledgement.

"Aurelio" I breathe out.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"The obvious" he answered, suggesting his books and I looked at the pile of books in his hands.

They were business oriented, motivational books some were on stocks and trading and I nodded.

"How's Beatrice" I asked dumbly, of course I didn't care about Beatrice and I didn't mind if she wasn't feeling well, who I would have loved to ask about was Aurelio but I doubt that would go well.

He finally let go of my hand and I looked at my hand, it was still warm from his touch.

"She's okay" he answered coldly and I nodded. It seems I hit the spot and I sighed.

"About what happened last..."

"Camille" Mr Fernandez came up behind me and I turned to him.

"Mr Fernandez" he chuckled and put his hand on my back, and looked down on me, damn these men for being so tall.

The both of them stood like towers while I basically almost disappeared in their midst.

"Petè, that's my name, we could try and drop the honorifics now that we're outside" and I smiled softly at him.

"You met a friend?" He asked and my gaze returned to Aurelio who was still watching us with beaded eyes, and I wondered if the man ever smiled.

"Um...not really, he's um...a friend of my dad, we just bumped into each other, but I guess you could say we are um..." I racked my words and ended up with nothing.

"Friends?" I said my voice barely audible.

"Friends?" Aurelio asked, in what I believe should be disbelief or maybe suprise or shock perhaps.

"Nice to meet you Mr.."

"Aurelio" he supplied and they shook hands.

"Petè Fernandez".

"If you don't mind we'd like to get on with our..." Petè trailed off and I get he couldn't actually tell someone that we were on a date, considering he was my lecturer and it would probably look extremely bad in him.

"Picnic" I blurted out.

"Picnic?" Petè asked and I nodded.

"After the library we'll be using the grass nearby for a picnic, right?" I asked, winking at him and that look of surprise cleared from his face.

Was it disrespectful to say the man was a bit too laid back.

"Yes, yes, you're right, that's what we're doing"

Aurelio didn't look entirely convinced, he stood there like some security guard who caught us stealing from a coffee shop.

His gaze went from Petè to me and then at his hand on my back before they returned to me and I smiled nervously.

"Um...we'll be on our way" I waved at Aurelio who stayed rooted in his spot without a word, I pulled Petè away, feeling his eyes burn into my back.

Pete's hand returned to my waist, and at much as I wasn't very comfortable with it, I was glad he did that while Aurelio was watching.

He needed to know I could very well do without his dick and I could always find another one, which was a pity because he was damn good.

Petè was a romantic it was so clear when he pulled a seat for me, a table filled with small snacks and some desserts too, rose petal were scattered on the table, a few roses were inside a glass vase on the table.

It was simple and sweet of him and I actually liked it.

"How were you able to do all these?" I asked and he smiled and shrugged.

"I know the librarian, she's my neighbour" I nodded.

"A very sweet one, if you ask me" I said chuckling.

"I'll take a pics of this" I said and brought out my phone and he chuckled.

"Girls will always be girls" and I gasped but took series of pics anyway.

"That's a very crude remark" I joked and he laughed.

The date went well, Petè was a wonderful man, far older than me but I doubt he knew or would care, unlike some people. After all it wasn't my fault I looked mature for my age

I pushed the thought of Aurelio out the window and focused on Pete who looked so excited talking about a book he'd pick earlier before.

He was a simple man and I enjoyed his company, and I hoped he didn't want a second date.

He was sweet and somehow he just managed to give me this image of an elder brother, something I never got to have.

"So you think we should leave and grab something to eat?" He asked and I nodded.

My phone buzzed disrupting the silence, it was Keisha.

"I think we'll have to end here today, I've got other engagements actually" I said and he nodded and stood up.

I greeted the librarian before passing, and maybe it was me but the lady seemed to have this look in her eyes when she looked at Petè.

And I believed they were very good neighbours, where you could jump in to the other's house and spend the night, just enough for some feelings to sprout.

"Good night, Pete, I really enjoyed myself" he nodded with a light smile.

Keisha's car drove into the almost empty park and she stepped down, dressed in her cute pink night pants and crop top.

"Hello Mr Fernandez" he nodded at her and I smiled.

"So see you in classes soon" he stepped closer and placed a kiss on my cheeks and Keisha mumbled something under her breath before turning away.

"See you, Camille," I nodded.

I waved bye and got into the car, and Keisha drove out hitting a series of dump cans and I laughed.

"You're crazy".

My phone pinged and I looked at my screen it was a message from my Instagram.

I opened my phone to check and the content of the message made me chuckle.

Older men seem to be your thing, you're too young for that and your dad wouldn't approve of it.

"What's that?" Keisha asked grinning from ear to ear.

"It's nothing, just some guy"