Not before prom

chapter 8

When Raoul saw her, his jaw dropped at the sight.  He thought at that moment, she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. She smiled at his mom and sisters, then she saw him and her smile almost slipped, when she saw Seema it completely left her face.  He hated himself for inviting Seema at that moment, just because he had been weak, scared to ask Riah. 
         "Hi Riah, I didn't know you were Indian too" Seema said
         "Am not" Was all Riah said
         "Oh"
The ride to the wedding was rather uncomfortable, Raoul sat between the two girls with Seema chattering away, she never noticed the tension between Raoul and Riah.
         "Where's your friend?" Raoul interrupted her
         "Huh?  Oh you mean my cousin Deepta?" Seema said geedily
         "Whateva, where is she?"
         "Am meeting her at the party, she's so nice, you're gonna like her" Seema said
         "Uh huh" was all he said

The wedding was amazing, colorful with music all over.  Dances at every turn, people laughing, Riah thought she'd always remember this.  The bride looked beautiful, her red gown, and all the gold on her with her already golden skin looked like something out of a magazine.
         "She's so beautiful" she whispered
         "Not as beautiful as you" Raoul said over her shoulder, she hadn't known he was there or that he had heard her, he took a hold of her wrist.          
         "Come " he said dragging her along with him, he took her to a quiet place.
         “What…”
         “Riah I want to tell you a little about me” he said and she frowned, “Am scared as shit of relationships, commitments, I’ve never had a real girlfriend, I’ve never even been jealous before…”
         “Raoul…” he stopped her, putting a hand to her lips.
         “When I saw you kiss Damon, for once in my life, I was jealous, I didn’t even want to talk to you at all, but… I just cant…I like talking to you, being around you”  he took a breath, both hand held hers, “Riah, I just like you” he whispered
         “Me?” she said breathlessly
         “You…” he said as his lips landed on hers, they felt every bit as soft as they looked, he bit on her lips, his tongue invaded her mouth.  It was a kiss she felt to the sole on her feet, butterflies took over her stomach, shivers went through her as his hand went up and massaged her head, lacing through her fingers.  He’s hand went to cup her bottom, he pulled her fully to him, pressing his body against hers.  It seemed they stood there for eternity, he never let her go even to take a breath. 
When they finally separated, her head was on his chest, he’s hand atop hers, their breathing was ragged, he held her in his arm.

They went to his house, where he took his car to drop her off at him.  Their ride home was quiet and pleasant.  When they got to her house, she didn’t get out, she was nervous, she didn’t know what to say or do.  He sat back in his chair, he’s eyes lazily surveying her.
         “What?” she asked shyly          
         “You just look really beautiful” he said taking a hair out her face as his finger traced her lips.  Her brought her face closer to him, dropping a chaste kiss on the tip of her nose, then he kissed her lips, her chin, her neck.  He went to her lips again kissing her throughoutly
         “You have the most delicious lips ever” he said to her, before she knew it, her chair was leaning back, he was atop her, his hand roaming her body, what made her stop him was when his had slipped into her shirt.  She stiffened.
         “What’s wrong?” he whispered kissing her neck lightly, she pushed him off
         “Am not like one of those girls Raoul”          
         “I know…”
         “No, you don’t, am a virgin”
         “O” he completely lifted off of her
         “When I lose my virginity, I want it to be with the right guy, they might not be the love of my life, but Raoul…I want more than just one day of knowing the guy…”          
         “You’ve known me for months.”
         “I mean really know, like what do you want from me?”
         “I want you to be my girlfriend” he whispered
         “I want to be your girlfriend, I want to mean more to you than sex” she said, she thought he was about to break up with her
         “I can do that” he said, she was surprised and he could tell, he held her chin in hand, “Did you think I was going to break up with you? Riah, I like you and I want to try this, this thing with us” he said flinging his arm
         “I want to too” she smiled, “now I better go” she said opening the car door
         “You’re going to the valentine’s dance tomorrow?”
         “Uh, I don’t know, why?”
         “Maybe we can go together” he said, she nodded, he pulled her hair
         “Hey!”
         “You didn’t kiss me good night” he said huskily          
         “You practically had your hand under my shirt” she exclaimed
         “Not practically, I did, and you have very soft breast, now come here women” he pulled her hair muffling her squeal with a laughing kiss.