FALLEN | By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 5186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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CHAPTER 24
Our lovers get away came to an end when we boarded a plane to return to the states. It had been an beautiful experience and I was already looking forward to returning. Back at home I started looking for a place to live. Vin had expressed his opinions to me about location and the fact that I should buy something. That way it would be harder for the media to find someone to bribe. The only people who would have access is the bank and I. I had my Angie held on to Jas for me until I could find us a place to live. I found a condo that I loved but it was about 30 minutes from work. I don’t know if my little used Honda could handle that much daily travel. I decided to hold on to the location and run it by Vin. He already left to go on location and I am missing him terribly. Still staying at his house and dying for some company.
Vin thought the condo sounded great and advised me to go ahead and buy. He also suggested a new car, that was an idea but I can’t afford my dream car right now. I vowed the next car I buy would be a Mercedes and I don’t have enough saved up for a down payment. I just have to take my chances with my old car to get me back and forth. I felt so achieved when the real-estate agent hand me the keys to my condo. I bought a house and I was so proud of myself. I decorated it and furnished it quickly. The shop-a-holic in me wouldn’t stop. But I had new sheets to sleep on and I still spent more time at his house then I did mine. Roman was there and even though he had his trainer and car taker, he loved when I brought Jasmine over to play. They were about the same age and she looked like an infant compared to him.
To break the routine I did make an occasional trip out with the girls, I was still bored splitting my time between work and two dogs. Dragon and I were still attending our weekly poetry reading. After months I dug up the courage to start performing. Everyone loved my work and I was becoming a regular poet. After 8 weeks I received my invite to become one of the permanent, PoArts, poet. PoArts, short for Poets Artistry, was a writers group of poets who went around the contry doing show cases and exhibitions. I accepted and my ammeter days were behind me. I loved every minute and I was increasing my material by the day. I was so excited when they held a showcase in New York. It was only for two days but that would do. As long as I got to see my baby. My first day in NY I was preparing for the showcase and didn’t get to see my Vin at all. He promised he would attend the showcase provided he finished shooting in time. I was going to be doing 3 pieces tonight and one of them would be "His Poem." It was a rainy night and I was in the back sipping warm tea and going over my pieces. Dramatic reading to me always has to be rehearsed. It was just a little past 10 when I stepped to the mic. The house was very dark of course and I really couldn’t see a thing. I would do his piece last just in case he came late. I started to do his piece. "This is a poem I wrote for the special man in my life," I said.
"It is called My Life and You"
"Lord, is there a way to thank you. You have given everything I have wanted and it lives in him. He has become the best part of everyday. The piece of mind that keeps worry away and he has always been the man of my dreams. Serendipity is what that means. It is his intellectual soul, my life and his role, the way he loves me and the way he moves me. Every time I look at him it’s like falling, in love all over again. Thank You, Lord! Thank You for him." When everyone stood to there feet and applauded me, I didn’t see him. I exited stage left a little disappointed and there he appeared, with flowers in hand.
"That was wonderful. You are wonderful," he said gathering me into his arms.
"Thanks," I say with a girlish smile. "Thanks for my poem."
"Your welcome. Actually thank you."
"When can you leave here," he asks.
"Whenever I like but I would like you to meet some people."
I take him around introducing him to all my fellow poets. Lady Jade had been teasing me, saying that my man was imaginary. I talked about him so much and she had never seen my mystery man. She had become a very good frined of mine and was very pleased to meet him.
We started in the hotel elevator and by the time we reached the room we were ripping each others clothes off. Grabbing him by the collar and placing my lips on his I could feel a fire burning inside me. He pulls my shirt up over my head snatches a hand full of my hair and works his way down my neck with kisses. It feels so good as he goes even further and places his mouth around my nipples. My hands down his pants stroking his hardness, I can only imagine him inside me. I has been too long. Before you know it we were naked on the floor enjoying on another’s body. I needed to feel him close to me in this way. In the 2 months he had been away I have been missing his smile, his laugh and the way his skin felt against mine.
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