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First, Best and Always	By : Ravenswing14337 Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 1382 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Vin Diesel. This work is completely fictional, and is not meant to harm Mr. Diesel in any way. This story is written just for fun no harm is intended and no profit is made. I do not own Vin; Duke University Hospital or Chic

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Chapter 2 – Memories

Vin slipped his carry-on bag into the overhead compartment, sat down, and fastened his seatbelt for the 3 hr flight to South Dakota. As the flight attendant secured the plane’s door he gazed out the window and prepared himself for takeoff. He loved this part, the speed down the runway, the exhilaration as the plane left the ground, watching as everything below got smaller and further away. The only thing better was landing at night. Watching the city lights become clearer and closer until finally you could begin to distinguish one neighborhood from another, one street from another. Sometimes he’d even been able to pinpoint specific buildings…damn he loved flying.

He settled himself in and began to watch the clouds, intrigued by the way they seemed to caress the tips of the wings as the plane sliced its way silently through the sky. Watching intently now, his thoughts drifted back to Raven. They’d been together for a while now, almost 3 years. He smiled to himself as he remembered how he’d run into her – literally. He was taking his watch to be repaired, she was walking down Rodeo Drive, not watching where she was going and had practically walked over him. He took her to lunch that day and she told him an amazing story about a dream…a dream that had brought her to that place at that time. A dream that brought her to him. Vin teased her unmercifully after that.

“Don’t ever tell me I’m not the man of your dreams,” he would say.

Her response was always the same, a playful jab in the arm and an indignant “You’re never gonna let me live that down are you?”

His gravely voiced answer was likewise always the same.

“Nope I’m not. Every time you tell me I’m getting on your nerves, every time you get on me for working late, or pop me for leaving the toilet seat up, I’m gonna remind you that you asked for it…you were seriously jockin’ me…you actually hunted me down!” he’d say giggling, usually with her chasing him around the room trying to “clock” him one more time. The idea of her chasing him around was definitely arousing to him and he couldn’t wait to return the favor. As she watched the sun set behind the painted hills of her South Dakota home she said aloud, “Better get started.” Vin would be there soon and she hadn’t even thought about what they would have for dinner. She made her way to the kitchen and searched the pantry for something quick to make.

“I really shouldn’t be doing this,” she thought, “after all he did say that he would cook.” Nevertheless, in that respect she was her mother’s daughter, and she didn’t like the idea of her man fumbling around in a kitchen.

“He’s a pretty fair cook,” she said out loud as she contemplated whether she should wait for Vin’s culinary expertise. “Nah,” she thought smiling, “he’s not a bad cook, but he takes forever, usually dirties everything in sight, and always leaves me the dishes.” She smiled to herself at the thought of his last culinary escapade, breakfast in bed. By the time he finished making his special homemade French dipped waffles, there were dirty bowls, eggshells, spilled vanilla, milk and flour everywhere, not to mention the waffle iron, it took her two days to get that clean enough to use again. “Poor thing, he meant well.” But that was her Vin, always trying to do something nice for someone else, and usually succeeding, but cooking just wasn’t one of his strong points. “No matter,” she thought, “he might not be able to cook but he sure can….” Her thoughts were interrupted by the chiming wall clock in the nearby dining room. The gentle sound brought her back from her daydream to the reality of the task at hand, dinner. Grabbing some spices she turned back into the room and opened the refrigerator.

“Well, I can always do a quick steak and seafood thing.” She grabbed a couple of thick steaks and then searched for the jumbo prawns she’d purchased the day before. “Okay, I’ll do the scampi and just toss the steaks on the grill.” Opening the crisper she pulled out a bag of fresh asparagus and laid everything out on the granite counter-top. “Dessert...Lord knows that man has a sweet tooth, what can I do quickly for dessert?” The three-tiered hanging basket near the sink provided her with an answer. “Peaches! He loves peaches, I can put a cobbler together in no time.” She took down a couple of hands full of peaches and with one eye on the clock, started preparing the meal. “Got to hurry” she thought as she shoved the cobbler in the oven and put on a pot of water for the pasta. Glancing quickly at the clock she hurriedly scanned the cabinets for her favorite bowl. “Just gotta put these steaks in a marinade and I’m good to go.” With her dinner well underway she raced upstairs to her bathroom stripping off clothes as she went. Dropping her over shirt and her spaghetti tee on the floor she peeled off her jeans and undies and stepped into the shower. “Not much time, if things are going to go as I plan I’ve got to get moving….”
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