Chapter 4

"Slow down there mister. We're not going there yet."

"Why not?" Ezra asked beggingly.

"Because, we need to figure out what this is. We need to figure out what we have and we're not going to do it that way," I said with a smirk on my face.

"Okay then, let's do it this way. How about we go have sushi at my place. Just the two of us, let's get to know each other. No second or third bases or anything. How about that?" He asked with a sweet smile on his face. I couldn't say no to that smile. He looked so adorable… His eyes, like you could get lost in them.

"Okay, I like that idea. How about seven o'clock?"

"Perfect." With that I left the room.

It was 18.30 when I realized I had to get ready or I was going to be incredibly late to my date. I was pretty excited, getting to spend time with him alone. I really wanted to get to know him. He seemed like such a caring guy.

I took a quick shower and I put on a little black dress with some eight inch heels. I really wanted to impress him. I grabbed my pink Marc Jacobs bag I got as a present from my mom a couple of years ago and left.

As I was walking towards the building where Ezra's apartment was I was getting kind of nervous. This would be our 'real' first-date. I walked towards his door and knocked a couple of times. He opened the door and looked dazzled.

"Wow," he said. "You look amazing! If I knew you were going to dress up like this I would've too!" It didn't matter. He looked amazing in his simple t-shirt and jeans. Maybe even better than he did in his suit he always wore to work.

We sat down on the ground at a small coffee-table. He grabbed the bags of sushi he got for us and set them down on the table. He was staring at me. I could feel his eyes burn on my skin. I decided to look back at him. A big smile appeared on his face. Gosh, he was so cute!

"So, let's get to know each other. Tell me about your life before you moved here," he said.

"Well, I was in high school before this so there was not that much going on in my life. You know, the usual; studying, partying and sleeping." I replied.

He started laughing. The rest of the night we just talked and talked and talked. About his life in high school, about how he was insanely good at sports and got offered a scholarship in basketball. He refused the offer immediately. His heart was in writing. Which is why he became editor in chief of the Rolling Stones.

He showed me around in his apartment. It was kind of messy, but the apartment still looked cute. It was a dusty house with loads of bookshelves (of course he loved to read) and a lot of antic stuff. Exactly as I imagined his apartment to be. The bedroom was not very big, but it was well designed so it probably looked bigger than it was. There were a lot of picture's on a shelf in his bedroom. I went through all the picture's very closely. There were pictures of him with his little brother (I knew because they looked so much alike). Photo's with his family, friends, photos of parties, but there was one picture in particular that attracted my attention. A picture of Ezra with a girl almost snuggling in a sunny environment. I decided to ask him who this girl was, because I wasn't at all the jealous type. I just had to get this out.

"Who is this girl?" I asked him in the most innocent tone I could think of.

His face turned pale, which was really strange. But all of a sudden he looked sad.

"She was a really close friend of mine. She died in a car-accident three years ago. I just put that picture there to be able to look at her sometimes." You could hear his voice got a little cry-ish so I decided to cheer him up a bit.

I pulled him closer to me, his lips were so close to mine now. Then we kissed, his soft lips on mine. This kiss was so intense, not full of lust, but full of love. I just felt so close to him. He pulled back from our kiss to look at me. He looked really vulnerable right now. We smiled at each other for a while and then started kissing each other again. He laid me on the bed and climbed on top of me. We kissed for a long time like this. It just felt right. No perks, no problems, nothing could be wrong right now.

It was already 1.30 am in the morning when I left. Nothing happened, we just laid there snuggling and kissing the whole night. He told me he really wanted us to be together, he wanted to overcome the fact that he was my boss and he was willing to work for it. Our relationship still wasn't official, but this made things clear for me in my head. We were getting closer, closer than close. I felt like we were meant to be together. With that thought I fell asleep.