A desire come true (The Never Changing Wish Book 1) (19 page)

Tomorrow is the day. How I should approach this. I didn’t even thought of the possibility until now. So poor memory I have, to forget so important a thing.

I will let her decide. It’s the easiest way. I really can’t think of anything that I didn’t try yet.

Slow and boring the day passes, bringing me to face what I wished for. I roll with my car in front of the bar. I walk in, eyes checking the surroundings. In the bar is no one, except Kimberly. Seems like it. She spots me as I enter this time, locking eyes with me in the process. I gently blink, not wasting one moment from her beautiful face. I reach the counter, put both hands on it, and give her a big smile. She smiles back, small and cute. She can be so adorable when she wants.

“You should smile more, you are divine when you do,” I murmur, her receiving the compliment better than I expected. She normally doesn’t like people complimenting her, but today it’s different. She may as well enjoy it. It’s hard to tell at the moment.

“I am divine anyway,” she says. I drop my mouth wide open, never and ever expecting her to say such words. I never heard her brag before. I guess there is a beginning for everything. I like it.

“Are you Kim, or her twin sister? I can’t tell if you’re the real one.”

I laugh with my eyes; she slaps me on the forearm then goes to fix us a drink. I can still smell her gentle perfume, even if she is 10 feet away. I go crazy as I inhale, absorbing all the air around me. Her hair is so long, down to her ass.

I sip from the drink she made like its elixir sent from the gods. Her gestures are shy whenever I lay my eyes on her. She feels exposed for some unknown reason.

“What would you like to do? You want to go somewhere or stay here? As long as you enjoy it, we can be anywhere.”

“I was thinking…I mean, maybe we could go to one of your fancy places…I mean, I want to know what all the hype is about, no know… I’m just curious, that’s all,” she stumbles in her words, so cute and attractive, I let her go on and on without even breathing. Every word she says makes me happy inside.

“Of course, Kim, we will go to the best restaurant in the city, don’t worry,” I say with pride in my voice. “Do you have what to wear?” I continue staring down her, making Kim blush a little. This is awesome, she is so changed from last time, I actually think it’s a different person altogether. Maybe she was like this all the time, but didn’t show it until now. If that’s the case, I like her even more now. Gentle and fragile on the inside, but hard on the outside, it’s crazy.

“Hmm…you know I don’t have…and I don’t have the money to buy anything expensive…,” she murmurs with her eyes in the ground, like she is ashamed of her position. What happened with this girl? Is this her other personality? Because I can’t recognize her anymore.

“It’s okay; I will pay for anything you wish to buy. My treat for all the problems I caused you in the last years. What you say?” I ask with a shy smile. Her state is transferring to me, so powerful she is.

Kim agrees to my wish and we head for the shops. I drive slowly, avoiding scaring her any more. We pass down the streets in style, deciding what shop to enter first. I have the last say, because, of course, Kim is out of depth at the moment.

After a while we visit some stores, look around, giving her all the time she needs to observe and enjoy. So funny when she looks at the prices and gets stunned by how high they are.

In the end, I was 7000 dollars short. She doesn’t even know I paid so much. I told her, just pick what you like, don’t check the price at all; let me take care of the rest; and so she did. I don’t mind how much I paid; for a girl like her, I don’t care even if it’s ten times more.

Around six we arrive at the place known as the best in the whole city. The dress Kim is wearing is fabulous, and she is stunning. I can’t take my eyes from her. As we step inside, attention is drown to us from all directions. People marvel at her beauty. We sit down at our reserved table.

Kim looks so nervous but cute in the same time. She is blushing from time to time, with no apparent reason. It makes me go crazy. I wish to know what’s in her mind right now. What is she thinking about all this? Does she like it, or it’s too much for her? I hope she will have as much fun as me.

Taking a sip of wine, her lower lip gets a little wet. I stare at the drop of liquid hanging on her lip, imagining myself kissing that drop away. At this point, I shouldn’t even think about stuff like that. I need to stay strong.

“Isn’t it hot in here? Or is it me?” she murmurs with a soft voice,

music to my ears. I absorb her every word, not wanting to lose any of them. She doesn’t speak to much as it is, but now, with all this shyness of hers, it’s even less. I see her nod her head every time she agrees or disagrees.

“What do you think so far? Is all as you imagined or not?” I say with a smile on my face, expecting a very short answer but, to my surprise, her response is pretty long.

“It is a little crazy; I must admit…I like it still. I love the clothes you buy for me…you really didn’t have too. Besides, you didn’t even tell me how much you spend. I will pay you back…so don’t worry.”

I stand in front of this woman, amazed of what she says. I start laughing, making her blush even more.

“You don’t have to think about any of this, just enjoy yourself. I will take care of everything for you, okay?” She nods and smiles.

We finish our meal and leave the restaurant happy and exited.

Outside is cold, very cold actually. Kim is lightly dressed, so I give her my coat, as it was expected of a gentleman.

I throw my head back, absorbing all the chilling air into my lungs. I feel so refreshed, so calm and steady now, it’s weird.

Surprisingly, it’s quiet at his hour. Not many cars pass around, so I can hear her deep breathing.

We get inside the car to heat up. I drive her home, muscles in my face relaxed completely. Her on the other hand, is nervous still, and I’m not sure why. I turn the music on; maybe it will calm her down a little.

After a while, I hear a subtle hum, and I suddenly check Kim out. She is the on making it. As I set eyes on her, she stops panicked.

“Don’t stop, continue. I like it,” I say smiling at her, eyes on the road.

“No, it’s embarrassing,” she mutters.

“No its not, babe, I love every sound you make. Don’t mind me; act like you are all alone.”

“Babe?”

“Yea, you don’t want me to call you that? I’m sorry,” I continue waiting for her response.

“Hmm…you can use it, it doesn’t bother me.”

We reach her home. We step outside, and I walk her to the door. She gives me back my coat, but I’m more focused on her lips.

I bring her close to me, grabbing her by the waist. She joins but her head stays down. I gently take her by the chin and make her look me in the eyes. She is so beautiful from up close, and she doesn’t even know it. I should be the one shy here.

She bits her lower lip involuntarily, sending me crazy signals. I lean in for the kiss, she wait steady, but in the final second, she avoids my mouth. I stand still for a couple of seconds, and then hug her. She then murmurs into my ear:

“Maybe next time….”

I leave her with just a hug but still happy I had the chance to spend time with her. It was a good day.

Back at my apartment, I crush on the bed exhausted from all the walking. I need to step up my cardio; or I’m tired cuz of her presence. I think it’s the latter. I may have felt relaxed on the spot, but deep inside I was very careful not to fuck it up. That must have taken a big toll on me.

I fall asleep thinking about every moment I was with Kim, every word I said or I should have said, and every word she said or what she wanted to say, but didn’t.

The next day I wake up, take a shower, eat well then leave for the gym. On my way back, I can’t stop myself from passing by Kimberly’s bar. As I do so, I see that it’s closed. I immediately worry, making all kinds of scenarios into my head about the reason. Of course, not a minute after I call her, to check what happened. The phone rings but no answer. I panic and even think to go straight to her place. I turn the car and call again. This time I hear a low, sleepy voice coming from the speaker. She responded and she seems to be at home. Thank God!

“Were you sleeping? Shouldn’t you be at the bar by now? It’s almost twelve,” I throw these questions at a fast pace, too fast for her sleepy mind to catch. I grin at her inability to answer fast enough, even making me laugh. As she hears me doing so, Kim closes the call. Oh no!

“What happened? I’m sorry…,” I murmur, making her laugh this time.

“My hand slipped, don’t apologize. I couldn’t sleep last night at all, and I even forgot to set the alarm,” she says with a more happy voice now, clear and loud. I try to hold it back, but I can’t.

“Were you thinking about me?” I let it out like an amateur.

“I was…why? Did you do…the same?” she replies with a shy voice this time, blushing for sure. I didn’t expect this at all, but I like it.

“I did, yes. I want to see you again today.”

“Oh, really? I was planning to watch some movies alone today and eat some unhealthy food….”

“I was thinking the exact same thing, can you believe the odds?” I invent the line on the spot, not actually telling the truth.

“Funny, you liar, I’m sure you didn’t want to do that,” she says smiling at me, revealing her white teeth. I can but love the way she smiles, how her lips part and how her teeth shine bright white.

“I may be lying, but I still want to watch movies with you. It that true, or I lie again?” I ask smirking at her, already knowing the answer of course.

“You don’t. Then…, you can come over; but only this time only, okay?”

“As you wish, Kim. I will be there in ten minutes. Wait for me.”

“I’m not going anywhere, stupid. Don’t hurry too much, I need to get ready. See you…,” and she closes the call, not even waiting for my response. Well, no problem. I turn the car around, taking my way in her direction. As I do so, I think if I should buy something on the way there, or just go as I am. I decide to buy nothing, the reason being I couldn’t come up with anything appropriate. My person should suffice, I guess.

I arrive at her apartment shortly after, my heart rate a little elevated. I never saw her place before. This is the first time she let me in her personal life. I wonder what made her change her mind; I’m glad she did.

I take the stairs up to her level, for the elevator was broken. Seventh floor, pretty long way up, but for me it’s nothing. I get there with my breath as steady as I left the car with, and knock at her door four times. I wait in silence, not even knowing what to expect. From the looks of this place, I’m sure she doesn’t leave in extra nice apartment.

She finally opens the door, after what it seemed like an eternity, and I set my eyes on her beautiful body. I raise my head from her feet to her face, absorbing every inch of her with my stare. Kim does the same, checking me out, but in a subtler way. She is casual dressed, in-house clothes, but even so, she looks, I think, even better than her usual self. She looks hot in expensive or cheap clothes, so it doesn’t really matter to me or her.

“Come in,” she murmurs with a shy voice, standing aside to make me space. I step inside; roll my eyes around the place, analyzing in a quick manner the apartment. Pretty cozy, warm, I like it.

In the same time I step inside, a sudden and great hunger strikes me from nowhere. I raise my eyebrows, look down at my stomach then fixate my eyes on the kitchen. My legs spring into action, taking me to the desired place. Kim stands idle, not saying anything. I open the fridge and fuck, no food whatsoever. Only a couple of bananas, milk, juice, ice cream and some pasta;

“What is this?” I ask almost furious.

“Hey, don’t go about in my fridge,” she hits me with a pretty loud voice, her embarrassment showing.

“1870 much? How can you survive on this?” I continue.

“Shut up, shut up, stupid. No one asked for your opinion. I eat what I want…,” Kim catches fire.

“We can’t have this. Come, get some shoes on. We are going shopping. I’m going to make you some food. You know, I’m an excellent cook,” I bluntly brag but it didn’t faze Kim. She surprisingly complies with my request, not saying another word.

We hop in the car, go to the nearby market and buy a lot of stuff, and I mean a lot. I think I exaggerated a little. I don’t think I can eat all this, so you can imagine how well Kim will do.

Two hours later we are back, getting ready to prepare some meals.

I get my serious face on, really focusing to make the best food ever. I really want Kim to like what I make today.

Two more hours later I’m done. Kim was excited all this time, watching me closely, analyzing my every move, piercing me with her eyes every other minute. I heard no complaints from start to finish. This is a first, not having Kim cry about every little detail.

The food is ready to be eaten. I made so much, it could last her one full week. I wash my hands and fix my hair. Finally, I can eat now.

We sit at the table, Kim still amazed by my cooking skills. On the other hand I’m digging in like I never seen food before.