34. There's no promise that I won't keep.

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The rest of our date went very well. The food was amazing, the staff was friendly, just everything was a win-win situation. Ava seemed to enjoy; she was smiling and laughing and kissing me. I guess all she needed was just a little time off from everything. If I didn't have my work in the way, I would've taken her to London or something for a week or two. That would've been super awesome.

And how I love seeing her so glow-y and happy. Her smile was the most beautiful thing ever. She was a natural beauty from the outside and inside. She wasn't cocky, a show off or anything like that while the other girls were.

We spent almost three hours up in that room reserved only for us and it was past midnight when we left. I took Ava back to my place.

"I'm getting a little tired." Ava yawned as we stepped into my penthouse apartment.

"We'll go straight to bed, but first I uhm..." clearing my throat I took my dress coat off and unbuttoned a few buttons from my white shirt.

Ava had kicked her heels off so she was now only in her gown and just bare feet.

"Can you unzip me?" she asked me as she turned her back to my.

If I ever answer 'no' to that type of question, someone needs to shoot me.

Without saying a word, I gently pulled down the delicate zipper, revealing Ava's smooth, tanned back to my eyes. Jesus.

I ran my finger down her spine, gently and slowly, while watching as her skin turned into goodebumps.

"Thank you." she hummed, interrupting me, and turned around to face me, "What were you saying?"

Oh yeah, that.

"You got me. But yeah, I want to play you this song I did. I want your opinion." I murmured and grabbed her hand, taking her to my home studio.

"Is someone singing in it?" Ava asked.

Gosh, my heart is pounding.

"Yup."

"Did you take a part in writing it?"

I wrote it for her.

"Yup."

"Is it out yet?" she followed me to my dim home studio.

The red and blue led lights were on and nothing else. It was perfect.

"No and I'm not sure if it will be." I told her, my voice shaking a little as I sat down on my comfy office chair.

She chose to sit on the couch so I turned on my chair to look at her while I held my MacBook on my lap.

My fingers were shaking as I tapped in my password and shit. I connected my laptop to the speaker, I wanted her to hear everything and every part I had written to her.

"Ooh, so am I first to hear this?" she adjusted on her place, excitedly.

"Not excactly, some produces were before you, sorry babe." I quickly glanced at her.

"That's fine, I guess." she rolled her eyes so I laughed at her.

I came across the right song and I stared at it for a good 30 seconds before even playing it.

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