Picture Perfect

Chapter 30: Second First Date

          With her vacation coming to an end, the past few weeks going by way too quickly she is in her old room packing her bag. A sad Chase is sitting on the bed watching her as he doesn't want her to leave. Of course, nobody wants her to go.

          "You can't stay longer?"

          "Sadly no, I have to face the press, and I also have a couple of photo shoots lined up. A lot of people want me after my Maxim shoot."

           Getting up and sliding his arms around her, "I'll come see you," kissing her temple.

           "I would like that. You can see how I live," turning around in Chase's arm and sliding her arms around his neck.

          "Well, that's what I'll do then," Chase winks sliding his hands on Deagan's butt.

          "You have an infatuation with my ass," Deagan laughs.

          "I can't help it at all."

         "It's okay," Deagan smiles, "I have an infatuation with this," sliding her hands on Chase's abs.

          "Well, I better never get fat when I get older," he laughs, sitting down on the bed and pulling Deagan down. "When does your flight leave?"

          Her hands on his neck, "tomorrow evening. It leaves at 8:15."

          "Well, let's go have a nice quiet night."

           "Right now?"

          "Yeah right now," Chase smiles.

          "Where are we going?" Deagan asks getting off Chase's lap to zip up her bag.

           "How about out to a nice dinner?" He suggests.

          "Sounds good."

           "Somewhere really nice, how does that sound?" as he watches her.

           "That sounds nice," Deagan says again.

          "Okay get ready," Chase says getting up and kissing Deagan softly on the lips, "I'll go home and put on something nice, and I'll be back to pick you up."

          "Okay," Deagan smiles, "Is this our first date since I have moved?"

          "Yeah, I guess it is," Chase laughs a little.

          Arriving back at Deagan's parents about an hour and a half later, freshly shaved, clad in a dark grey suit with a blue dress shirt and tie he walks up to the front door, knocking lightly.

           The door opens thirty seconds later, Deagan standing in the doorway all smiles, wearing a short white dress, blue sequined cardigan over it and black heels, her hair in a side braid.

          "You clean up nicely," Deagan winks at Chase.

          "You look quite gorgeous yourself," Chase smiles sliding a hand onto her hip.

           "Where are we going?" Deagan asks as Chase walks her to his car, hand on the small of her back.

           Reaching over and taking her hand, he starts to drive, "Into the city. It may not be Los Angeles, but maybe we can still get in some trouble."

           "Now I'm scared," Deagan laughs.

          "Don't be," Chase laughs as he pulls into the restaurant parking lot a few minutes later. They walk in, Deagan holding Chase's hand as they are taken back to a private booth, a smile taking up Deagan's face as she sees the wrap around booth, sliding in. Chase orders a bottle of wine.