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FALLEN	By : DieselsKitty Category: Individual Celebrities > Vin Diesel Views: 5186 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know Vin Diesel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-In The Beginning
- 2-Getting to know him
- 3-No kiss goodnight
- 4-Business and Pleasure
- 5-I just called to say...
- 6-Dreams
- 7-Waiting
- 8-First Kiss
- 9-A Quiet Night Out
- 10-Press Touring
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28--Months Later
- 29-28--Miami, Florida
- 30-29
- 31-30
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CHAPTER 9 Walking back into the party. I know I have to look really silly. I feel like I don’t know what to do next. Angie’s now standing in front of me talking, I hear her but I don’t’ really hear her. She stops, looks at me really funny. "Keshia do you hear anything that I am saying to you?" "Sure," I answer. "I don’t think you do. What wrong?" she says with concern in her voice. "He kissed me," I say. "What he kissed you?" "He kissed me," I say with a big ass smile on my face. So not to draw to much attention to ourselves we grab each other and let out a little squeal. Running back out to the porch we start talking a hundred miles and hour. I’m telling her how it happened. How I felt about it. That is was a great kiss, he’s a great kisser. Just as we’re getting into the thick of things here comes Corey strolling out on the front porch. "Babe, what did you do with the controllers for the PS2. Vin and I want to play," he asks. "I’ll come and get them for you." "Thanks babe". He leans down and gives her a quick peck. She lets me know that I will tell her more but for now were going to party. After the party he brings me home. I am nervous as he walks me to my door. I am hoping he will give me another of those kisses. We get to the door. I step up on a couple steps so I can be eye level with him. He’s pretty tall in comparison to me. We are saying our good byes. It doesn’t seem like he going to kiss me. He starts to turn to walk away and I just go in for it. I’m glad I did. His kisses just make me feel all tingly inside. Since the party we are now feeling more comfy together. He was more amazing then I could have dreamed. Such a gentleman and so sweet. He kept flowers on my desk. It had been 2 months to the day and I invited him over to my house for dinner. I was a little afraid to cook for him. I just knew something was going to go wrong but the steak was tender, the potatoes were just right, and the broccoli was crisp. Everything was perfect. After dinner we went out to a poetry reading. When we arrived things were going well. I had called ahead to the club a little spot called "Gallery 109" to let them know he would be attending. It wasn’t that bad and there security team was great. He got away with only having to sign a few autographs and they had a special table set up for us in the rear. The sphesphere in the club was mellow and the poets were excellent. It was open mic night so all the poets were amateurs, the talent was outstanding. Once the set was over we took a short walk that ended back at my house. We start watching some foreign film he claims to love so much and he starts to give me a foot massage. Oh my, it felt so good. I’ll tell you one thing, if he doesn’t make it as an actor, he has a promising career as a masseuse. Sad to say but the movie wasn’t holding my attention. Maybe the movie would have had a better chance without the foot rub. I took the remote, cut the television off and we start to play around a little. He starts tickling me. I think being tickled is totally cruel and unusual punishment. Why did I start with him while he’s holding my foot? I was in laughing so hard my sides were starting to hurt. The playing leads to kissing. The kissing leads to touching. The touching leads the grabbing. At this moment I realized how much I wanted to have him. My hands roamed freely over his body. Just as I was reaching for the prize, he backed away and told me he had to go. I was thoroughly disappointed, down right pissed as I walked him out. The next day at work things were different. He’s distant. No smiles today. He barely even spoke. That evening when he called I knew we had to talk about last night so I was prepared. He started in on the we’re moving to fast and endeth Ith I don’t think we should see each other anymore. I’m your boss. I didn’t understand. I never approached him in anyway he started this and by him doing this, I thought he weighed the options. After this time I thought he was sure. Although this is something we had never talked about. I was so floored but what could I do. I should have never let this happen. I felt the little frog growing in my throat I had to hang up with him before I started to cry. God, I feel like I have made a fool of myself. He was right he was my boss and I should have never let myself cross the line with him. I was in tears when I called Angie. She tried her best to comfort me but at that moment I was unable to be consoled. The thing that hurt me the most is I feel he doesn’t feel for me, what I feel for him. The next day at work was difficul cou couldn’t even look at him without getting upset. Time goes by and still nothing. We would be forced to be together once the press tour started but for now I am avoiding him at all costs.
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