Chase.
The name suits him.
He clears his throat and I realize I had been zoned out, staring at him. I swallow hard, looking away, blushing.
God, how much am I going to embarrass myself?
"So Hannah, do you normally day drink or are you just escaping your thoughts for a moment?"
"Is that not the same thing?" I chuckle and he takes a sip of his beer, smiling.
He has dimples.
"Well no." he replies and I shake my head swirling my drink with a straw.
"I have a gig here tonight, so I am kind of just taking a breather, nerves and all."
"You perform?" I ask.
"Yes".
"And you are nervous? Is this your first time or something?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. He doesn't seem like it.
When he chuckles, with those dimples showing again, I know that I am right.
"I haven't performed here for a long time, last was when I was a teenager, my start of my career" he tells me.
"Are you like a big shot now?" I joke
He tilts his head to the side, as if trying to figure something out.
God, he is beautiful.
"Wait you really don't know me?"
"Am I supposed to?" I laugh
"I thought you were playing pretend, that you actually knew who I was, god, this is so embarrassing" he runs his fingers through his hair and covers his mouth.
I am so confused and hot at the same time, so my mind is really all over the place. He thought I knew him? Who is he then?
"I am confused," I say, slowly
And then I realize he is laughing behind his hand. "What's funny?"
"I am just happy. Like this couldn't get any better" he says and sighs. "You were sitting here like an angel, fallen from the sky, so out of place then I realize now, you don't know me".
I listen to him, not sure how to react to what he is telling me.
"Okay ….?"
"This is good. Let's forget the last two minutes happened and we just be."
I decide to play along.
"That's fine by me. If you are hiding your identity, maybe you are the presidents love child; I dig that" I reply and he bursts out laughing.
He has an infectious laugh so I end up laughing too.
"You are funny Hannah."
We look at each other, and I get lost in his eyes. There is an undeniable pull, I cannot figure it out.
I have never felt this way. It's like, when we look at each other, the world fades away, and it's me and him alone.
He makes me forget who I am in this moment. In a good way. It's weird because we just met but I feel like I have met him before.
"Do you want to get out of here?" he breathes out.
Trevor. He might see me in the city.
But what are the chances really? I see Chase is waiting for my answer patiently.
"Yes".
He holds out his hand towards me and I take it. I grab my coat and we run outside, laughing.
We run on the streets, and I start to feel as if something is uncoiling inside of my chest. Chase is holding my hand, leading me across the busy street and I am following him, wind blowing on my hair …. Free.
We crash into a fruit cart and we shouts sorry as we run past the angry man scolding us.
We are like teenagers, full of life.
Then we reach the city park. It's so beautiful, especially right now, when the darkness is falling.
I can hear the waterfall from where we stand.
I feel his eyes on me and I turn towards him, with a smile on my face. All this feels so crazy but natural.
He reaches for a strand of my hair that's on my face and tucks it behind my ear.
"Is it crazy that I feel this?" he whispers, searching my eyes.
"I feel it too" I answer quietly, holding his hand, as his palm cradles my face.
"We just met" he says.
"We just met" I repeat.
I feel him get closer to me and my whole body starts tingling, I feel the goose bumps. Feel his breath fan my face and I close my eyes, in anticipation and fear at the same time.
When his mouth touches mine, I feel myself erupt. It's like I am awake. I wrap my hand around the back of his neck and pull him in closer. He nudges my mouth open with his tongue and I open for him.
At that first contact I moan in his mouth and that seems to work because he holds my waist, pulling me in, squeezing me against him as we deepen the kiss.
It's steady, not slow, but hard and deep. The kind of kiss that you feel on your toes, the kind of kiss you don't want it to ever end.
I forget my name and who I am in that moment. I feel him groan against my lips and then pulls away.
I immediately feel the loss.
I look at him, wondering why he stopped the kiss. Before I can even ask, he pulls me in again. This time, with a sudden urgency, still hot.
He bites my lip gently and I moan. He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs on his waist.
'This is bad. I shouldn't be doing this with him. Hannah, this is so bad.'
I shove my thoughts away, and when he pins me on a tree, and feel his girth press on my, I lose my mind and any rational thought.
Teeth clashing, lip biting, grinding, moaning, groaning, all happening at once. I feel myself coming on the blissful edge.
It's like he feels it too, because he presses on me harder, and goes for my neck. He sucks my earlobe, and bites just below and then I lose it.
I shudder against him, eyes closed, his scent engulfing my senses, his hand squeezing my butt cheek.He lets me ride the wave, until my breathing slows and I come back.
And then it hits me.
I just orgasmed under his touch and kiss. At the park. In public!
Oh my god, I am mortified. Did anyone see us?I slide down, quickly adjusting myself, not even able to look at his face.
"Look at me" he says, gently. "That was beautiful. I loved it" he says and I look down.
I am feeling guilty but what really is in my mind is; I just made out with a stranger.
And I loved every moment of it.
Who am I becoming?