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Cathedral

The Winters were always my favorite, sitting by the window in my dorm with a latte and reading a romantic novel, but along with winters came the Winter Formals at my university, which I needed to attend if I wanted some extra credits to finish graduation next year.

I straightened my ocean blue strapless dress and touched my long honey brown hairs which flowed down my waist elegantly. Having no date is really mundane. Unamused by the students dance, I left the room to sit by the stairs outside. The silence was peaceful.

" Is this seat taken?" a deep and masculine voice said.

" No, sir." I said as I looked up.

 He was a tall man of about 6'2 towering my small form who looked a little elder to me. In the dull illumination, I could see his sharp jawline and his built form but what had me lost was his eyes. Those forest green orbs held a magic and shined in the least illuminated light . 

" I am Jason Blake." He said as he sat down beside me.

" Cathedral, Cathedral Weston, nice to meet you."

" So Wes, are you seeing someone?"

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I was a nervous wreck as I stood out of my dorm wing's gate waiting for Jason to pick me up for our date and my very first.

I pulled my grey coat closer and a sleek, black lamborghini pulled up right in front of me.

" Hey" I said as Jason came out and kissed my cheek and they turned red and my lips curled into a smile. It's not been a long time since our first meet, we had bumped into each other once again at starbucks. I felt good being around him.

He was the CEO of Blake corporations and was in town for business, I was surprised thinking of how we have not met anytime before considering that the Blakes were our family friends and business partners.  

" Hey, this is for you." It was a yellow rose which signified friendship. My heart fluttered in joy by his gesture.

" Thank you, it's beautiful" 

" Not as much as you." His comment making me blush.

" Come on, let's get started , it's a couple hour drive."

" Can I know where are you taking me?" I asked as he opened the door for me.

" No you can't" He said and revived the engine.

A few minutes passed in a comfortable silence. I felt a tug on my hand as I looked to see my hand in Jason's as he smiled at me and his eyes lit up.

" I hope it was not inconvenient to get up early?" 

"  No, in fact I get up an hour early."

" And what do you do?"

" I work on my assignments or help my teachers for extra credits."

" Shouldn't you be enjoying this time, I mean go out with friends?"

"  I-I don't get enough time." It was so complicated, this simple word, friends.

He nodded while looking at the road and driving. My hand still in his, as they were meant to stick together through tough times and cherish each other.

 Jason said that we had reached our destination. The sight in front of us was beautiful, it was small yet cozy house in the middle of greenery. 

" This place is so perfect, thank you for bringing me here." I smiled at him.

" Thank you for coming here with me." The smile never left his face nor it left mine.

We walked inside and it was magnificent!
The architecture was at epitome of perfection! The house was warm and radiated a positive vibe.

" Make yourself home, Wes." 

I sat down on the love seat and adored the house.

" So what would you like Miss?" An apron sexily wrapped around his waist. 

" You cook?" I let out a warm chuckle in amusement.

" Anything you would like, M'Lady, so what would you like?."

" I don't have much of a choice, I would like the chef's special."

" On it ma'am."

He went back to working as I walked in.

" And how may I help the chef?"

" Umm.. why don't you sit on that stool and be a sight to the chef's sore eyes."

" Jason." I laughed as I threw carrot at him.

" Woah, easy there, you don't want to kill the chef now, do you?" He joked.

" What can I do to help you?" I took off my coat and put it on the chair by the counter.

" If you like to throw carrots, why don't you chop them too." He chuckled.

I took knife and chopped the carrots and some other vegetables, when I felt a pair of arms snake around my waist. I have never been touched by anyone. His touch felt velvety on me.

My breathing stopped and I gasped.

" Oops, needed some black paper." His voice husky as his lips touching my ears lobe which sent shiver down my spine and goosebumps on my arms as his hand tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and took the jar of black pepper as his hands pressed onto my waist.

I looked away from him and tried to calm my breathing.

" Look at me Wes." He said and spun me quickly.

I did not.

" Look at me Cathedral, please"

His finger tucked under my chin and lifted my head towards him. His eyes wore an expression I was unknown to.

" Beautiful" He said.

"Ja-"

" You are so beautiful." He said in a husky voice as he neared me, our foreheads  touching and I bent my head down.

" Look in my eyes beautiful." He tilted my head.

His words made me look into his eyes. I lost myself in the deep forest within.

" Can I kiss you ?" His words dripped in sincerity.

" Yes" I said as his lips touched mine and took control. The butterflies exploded inside me. He was kissing me slowly. I knew why they say, first kisses are truly magical. 

After the kiss broke, we looked into each other's eyes, exploring our souls with passion, desire and affection. 

He took away my first kiss, I willing gave him and it had never felt so right.

The moment felt so right. 

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Until the smell of burning filled the room.

" The vegetables! Jason, the vegetables." I shouted and he turned the gas off.

" What did you do, Jason?" I started cleaning up the mess.

" Hey you were the one who distracted me!" He blamed.

" I did not even utter a single word!" I contradicted.

" But you were looking so irresistible, I had to kiss you." He shouted on top of his voice.

And that was enough to catch my tongue and tie it. 

We started making some pasta in silence and after ten minutes my cheeks were still red and I was blushing. 

" Lunch is ready , Wes , you must be hungry."

Hungry! That is offendingly understated!

It wouldn't have happened if you had not kissed me! 

But you liked it!

NO!

YES, you did!

OKAY, maybe I did.

Gosh! even the voices in my head are fighting, I need food.

Yes you do!

" Cathedral, is everything alright?"

" Yes, yes I am hungry, lets eat." I came out of my thoughts.

" I'll get the wine, can you get the plates?" He asked me and I nodded and went to take the plates. 

We set the table and dug into the very delicious food and talked on random topics.

I got to know that Jason loved horse riding, the color grey and he completed his education in New York and lived there during his schooling years.  He loved his business and had taken over it , just at the age of twenty!

We talked till the evening and decided to start for the journey back.

The silence in the car engulfed me into sleep.

" Wes, we are here." His voice so soft, so velvety.

I felt a soft tap on my shoulder and the velvety breathe fanned on my neck. I opened my eyes to see Jason's green ones and the proximity between us was almost non- existent.

  He was going to kiss me!

 He came closer as I heard the' click' .

He had unbuckled me and I, I had embarrassed myself. I was all flustered with a little heavy breathing.

" I could have just carried you to your dorm but I don't know which dorm."

"I-Its fine, thank you so much for today." I was going to open the door when a hand stopped me.

" Let me do it for you." His actions were truly gentle.

He got out and opened the door for me.

" Can I walk you to your dorm?"

" Uh..Yeah sure."

We walked in silence up to the third floor where my dorm was. I opened the door and turned to him.

" Would you like to come in?" I asked.

" No, it's fine I must leave now." He looked at his watch.

  He moved forward and I closed my eyes, anticipating the kiss on my lips I felt lips on my cheeks.

" I won't kiss you unless you want me to." He whispered in my ear and pulled away.

No, I needed the kiss. I had never kissed anyone but him, but I needed to kiss him.

Before he could take a step back , I took a step forward and captured his lips. He stiffened a little, expressing his surprise.

This was not soft, we both fought for dominance. I was pushed against the wall and he held onto my waist as my hands flew into his hairs, gripping the tightly. I felt his hand on my neck and as a response I tilted my head and tightened my grip. We separated because of the need for air.

He kept his head in the crook of my neck, his breathe making me feel hotter and wanting more of him. 

" Have a good night, Wes." He said as he straightened up.

" Good night Jason." I said as I saw him leave and I closed the door and leaned against it.

What are you doing to me Jason? 

Q- What is love for you?