Readers Caution: Chapter gets a little steamier towards the end ;)

Rowan

Sofia drove a nice sleek black Cadillac SUV. Currently, I maneuvered the car through the smooth roads of Copenhagen, breathing the first air of freedom since the last five months. It felt great to listen to songs as I drummed my fingers on the wheel to the unfamiliar Danish songs.

    Since my stay in Denmark, I'd become quite accustomed to listening to the music and I really enjoyed it. It was quite rare for a patient from the rehab to get a chance to be outside during a therapy, but Sofia had made an exception and done me a huge favor which was quite unexpected considering the amount drilling I've had to listen to because Sofia knew that Alana was lethal, the kind of a drug far addictive then cocaine could ever be for me. She knew I would throw it all away for just being with Alana.

     Sofia trusted me, and I wasn't going to disappoint her. 

    I parked the car right in front of the hostel that Alana was staying in. I kind of felt bad that I couldn't even pay for a nice suite during her stay. I thought at least I could make our date special. Denmark was pretty expensive, be it the hotels or the food, and I'd been apprehensive when my father offered to pay for one of the best private rehabilitations in the world. Although I had promised him that I would pay for it, I didn't think it was possible in the future with a professors salary. 

    I snapped back from my thoughts when my eyes spotted her in a distance, making her way towards the car. Alana was dressed in a maroon knee length sweater dress and high heels. The dress hugged her body perfectly, like it was made just for her. Her usual wavy hair was straightened out and the color of her lips matched the color of her dress. She never wore much makeup, but today she seemed to have worked some magic there and done some tricks.

   Alana passed me her heart melting smile as she slid into the passenger seat.

   "Hey." She smiled at me.

   "Hey, beautiful. You look stunning." I said as I pecked her lips.

     "Thank you, Rowan."

     She looked so much older than her age, almost like she was twenty-six give or take. Sex shouldn't have been on my mind at that moment, but all I could think about was how I could get her out of that dress. I wished at that point of time that life shouldn't have been so complicated. That Alana was twenty something, and not an ex-student.

    What if she hadn't been my student at all, and someone who was an adult? Were the feelings that Alana harbored for me a mere infatuation? The kind of emotion that would fade with time when love wouldn't be a priority anymore. If I thought of giving up again, would she still be beside me?

   "Earth to Rowan!" She waved her hand at me. "Are you still here?"

    "I was just thinking about how lucky I'm to have you." I said as I leaned in to peck her lips, the familiar fragrance of cherry blossom made me nostalgic. I recalled the first time we had gone on a date.

    "Oh no. I think I'm the lucky one here." She said, and my heart melted for a second. I didn't want to break her heart.

       "Where do you want to go?" I asked trying to change the tracks.

       "Any place that serves Danish food."

      "Well, I know just the place."

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           I took Alana to Nyhaven, a place which stretched the harbor and was lined by bars, restaurants and cafes. I'd visited this place years ago when I was a college student myself but I never had a chance to see how romantic it actually was with the boats lined up lapping over the calm waters. The lights from the bars illuminated and reflected the water, seeming like rare stones glistening. The restaurant was bustling with patrons who were busy boozing and having a good time. Alana seemed really impressed by the place. I led her inside the bar and we settled down in a secluded corner that overlooked the harbor.

   We ordered for smorrebrod which was an open sandwich, a popular snack in Denmark that I had come to love. The bread was topped with mayonnaise, smoked salmon, shrimp and red caviar. I also ordered for a few other things like Polsevogn which was a hot dog and there was also Frikadeller, the Danish version of meatballs.  Everything in Denmark, be it the hotel or the food, bored holes into the wallets, but Alana was enjoying herself which made it damn worth every penny. 

    "Something on your mind?" I asked her taking a bite of my meatball.

   "Is it possible that you can stay the night with me in a hotel?"

     Alana's question threw me off-guard. "Baby, I hate to disappoint you, but I'm not allowed to do that."

   "Please! I'm here only for one day."

    "I'm really sorry baby, there are certain rules that I'm supposed to follow as a part of the rehabilitation. I'm not even allowed an evening outside like this, you do realize that my therapist made an exception, don't you?"

    Alana's face fell like a child who had been refused candy by her parents. "I understand."

    I touched her hand. "Hey, don't be like that, Alana. We have tomorrow together." 

    "Yeah, and then we probably can't meet for another six months." She said flatly taking a sip of her mocktail, "I need to use the restroom."

She was obviously upset that I wasn't going to spend the night with her. I dreaded the moment when I would have to break the ice and that would be tonight. Just imagining the look on her face made it harder. My hand slipped and Alana's handbag tipped off the table and fell to the floor and most of the contents of the handbag spilled out. I began collecting all her things, a few tubes of lipstick, a round makeup of some kind, a deodorant, her wallet, and there was something else that I didn't think I would see in Alana's bag.

    A mini sized box of condoms.

    I stared at the box for what felt like an eternity wondering if I had imagined a box of tissues for condoms. I dropped it inside her bag quickly before I changed my mind and decided that putting the box to use was a great idea. As much as my body and heart needed her, I also didn't want to complicate things.

     When Alana returned from the restroom I acted like I didn't discover the packet hidden in her bag. I knew that once I told her about it, Alana would push and push me so hard (no pun intended), that I would finally give in to the temptation.

    I couldn't  take everything from her and then shatter her heart.

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            I parked the Cadillac outside Alana's hostel in a secluded spot. The silence in the car getting awkward by the minute.  There was no one in the near vicinity and the street lights were dim. I'd always wanted things to be this normal with us, and it had been anything but. I wanted to tell her what was on my mind, but it broke my heart to even go through with it. How would Alana react? I knew for a fact that it was going to get ugly, and fast.

   "Did you enjoy yourself?" I asked her.

   "Of course." Alana smiled at me.

   I took her hand in mine. "Thanks for coming here, baby."

   Alana's eyes smoldered to a darker shade and before I knew it, Alana slipped into the driving side of the car and into my lap. She traced my cheek with her fingers, and whispered.  "Did you miss me, Handsome?"

    When a beautiful woman forces herself in your lap and tries to seduce you and if that woman also happens to be your girlfriend than you outta throw the boy scout manners out the window.

   "You have no idea." I whispered back. Her face was only inches away and she smelled of the familiar addictive cherry blossom fragrance that she usually wore.

   She drew my lower lip in her mouth and sucked it and then she pulled away staring straight into my eyes. "Sofia. Is she beautiful?"

   I chuckled, as I slid my hand along her waist, pulling her even closer. "Sofia is forty-six and mother of two. Her daughter is in college. What else do you wanna know?"

    Alana ran her fingers through my hair as I claimed her lips. She tasted better than what I remembered, I took time exploring her lips, catching her upper lip and sucking it, than repeating the same with her lower lip. I heard her moan as she deepened the kiss. My tongue never left a corner unexplored. Her lips did their own ravishing, there was a certain hunger, a certain need in her kiss that I couldn't place.

Alana's fingers reached for the hem of my shirt as she unbuttoned and ran her hands all over my chest and abs. I let her do as she pleased, because my hands began working up her dress.

    I broke the kiss and nuzzled her neck, licking and nibbling her collar bone. I pulled the zipper of the dress and yanked it off. Her bra went next. I stared at her semi-nude body for a nano second before I palmed her breast and caressed my thumb over her right one.

"Rowan!" she moaned.

  I replaced my fingers with my mouth and suckled. This better be our most memorable time together, I thought as my fingers dipped lower. She didn't protest when I peeled away her panties and reached between her thighs. The second I touched her, she exploded. I teased her slowly as I circled my fingers. Alana had gotten worked up by then because I felt her nails dig into my back.

  I lifted her chin and urged her to look at me. "Say please."

"Please Rowan." She reached for the fly of my jeans, but I caught her hand before it could do any more damage. Every fiber in my body wanted to be out of the fabric and bury deep inside her, but I couldn't do that, not when I planned on breaking her heart later that night.

  I decided to put my magic fingers to use and that's when she came undone within a few seconds. I realized Alana hadn't been on planet earth a few minutes back, when her panting subsided, her cheeks turned crimson. "I love you."

  "I love you too." I said kissing her once more. "Did you enjoy it?"

    "Enjoy? I don't have words to explain. We haven't even gone all the way and I feel this way, I can't imagine what sex would be like." She said excitedly and I remembered the condoms in her bag.

  "Why can't we go all the way?" Alana asked.

   I hated to burst her bubble. "After graduation, baby. I promise."

"I don't think there's any girl in this world who has ever begged her boyfriend for sex. I'm old enough, Rowan. What's the big deal?" 

"I'm sorry, sweetheart. You just need to wait a year."

"You always treat me like a child! How the hell does Lauren gets to have sex with you, gets knocked up with your baby, but I can't?"

I gaped at her, then I surprised myself by laughing. "You want a baby with me? You do realize that I'd never been with a woman your age, right? I've never dated an eighteen year old, much less fallen in love with one. Those women in my past never mattered to me and they weren't eighteen. I thought I loved Lauren, but I didn't because what I feel for you, I've never felt for her, or anyone. Do you understand how much I love you?"

Alana sighed. "Fine. But, after graduation, we are having sex."

"We are making love." I corrected her as I cupped her face. "And trust me, it will far better than fucking in the backseat."

She touched my crotch. "Don't you want me to make you happy?"

I caught her hand. "I practice self-control, darling. And I'm good at it."

"Come upstairs to my room?" she asked.

"Sure. Let's go."

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