White Diamonds / l.h ✔️

19

~Hera's POV~

When Saturday night began to roll around, I made sure I was shaven and smelled nice before I emerged from my shoulder, dark hair dripping wet down my back. After I dried off my body, I tied my hair up in my towel on top of my head. It looked like there was a giant bees nest just resting atop my head.

I left my bathroom, the cool air hitting my bare skin as I took long strides over to my vanity table so I could do my makeup. Although I usually do my makeup more natural, not with any eyeshadow but with simple eyeliner and clear lipgloss, I decided to switch it up for Luke and I's date tonight. Hopefully I just didn't mess up my eyeshadow because I hardly ever wore any, so I sucked at it. There was a reason I only did eyeliner and mascara on my eyes, after all. Because I wanted to try to be safe in the colors I did, I did a brownish pink color on the outer half of my lid and in my crease, whereas the inner and middle of my lid was covered with a sparkly champagne colored eyeshadow. For my lipstick I used a pinky nude shade and looked at myself in the mirror as I finished, pleasantly surprised at how good I looked.

Now finished with my makeup, I took my towel off of my head, the strands falling down my back in strands that were still damp against my skin. I grabbed the brush that I had brought with me from the bathroom, beginning to brush out the messy strands of hair. I let it dry the rest of the way while I went over to my dresser and grabbed a pair of panties, slipping them on. However, I decided I didn't want to wear a bra today, so I just went braless instead.

As it was a little past eight PM already, I decided I should probably go and get dressed, since I was supposed to be at his house by nine. Finding an outfit to wear only took me a few minutes, surprisingly enough. I decided on wearing a two piece set instead of a dress like I usually would've done on a date with him. The skirt and cropped tank were made of a soft white velvet and the crop top had a low plunging V-shaped neckline, making my breasts the focus of the shirt. My skirt was tight and pretty short, showing off my curves and my long legs that ended as my feet slipped into a pair of white heels that were also velvet and had little rosary beads dangling from them with charms.

After I applied a little deodorant and some perfume, I made sure my hair was in its natural state before I grabbed my car keys and headed out to my car. I couldn't help but to feel nerves in my belly as I began the drive over to Luke's house, wondering what it was he had planned for our date tonight. He still hadn't told me yet, so I was feeling a little bit nervous.

When I arrived at his house, I parked in the driveway and got out of my car, heading up to his front door. I bit my cheek as I knocked on his front door, waiting patiently for him to come and answer so I could come in. It took about three minutes before he swung the door open in a hurry, an apologetic look on his handsome face as he peered down at me. "Sorry. I was doing something." He apologized, giving me a sheepish smile. I just shrugged dismissively and smiled back at him, refraining from nibbling at my lip so I didn't mess up my lipstick. "That's okay." I smiled, scanning my eyes over him while he did the same to me. I loved the feeling of him staring at me, looking at me as if he was mentally undressing my body.

"You look beautiful." He hummed, a glint of affection in his eyes as he reached out and surprised me by grasping my hand, pulling me into his house. I couldn't help but to smile widely at his compliment, a blush creeping up my neck and into my cheeks. "Thank you." I swooned, smiling still.

Luke shut his front door and locked it, so I assumed that we were going to be having our date here. He then turned to me and I noticed his full lips twitched up as he examined me. "You did your makeup differently." He noticed, biting his lip. I smiled and nodded my head, flattered that he had actually noticed. "Do you like it?" I asked hopefully, wanting his approval a little. The only reason I'd done it differently was for him.

A smile rose on his face and he slithered his arms around my waist, tugging me up against him as he met my gaze. "Yes. Your makeup looks beautiful." He chuckled, holding me tighter when I wrapped my arms around him and pouted playfully. "Only my makeup?" I teased, grinning now. Out of nowhere, he delivered a hard smack to my ass that made me gasp in surprise, jumping slightly. He chuckled and shook his head with a glint in his eye. "All of you. Now come on." He tsked, grabbing my hand in his before he began to lead me off to the kitchen. Curious, I silently followed him, wondering what he had done. Some part of me was a little under the perception that we'd be going out, but he did say he wanted it to be only us. No paparazzi or bodyguards or expectations. Just us.

I followed him outside to his backyard and my lips pulled into a smile when I saw what he had set up for our date. On his porch was a little table with two chairs, with white fairy lights going up the legs of the table and a candle in between two plates of what looked like steak, mashed potatoes, and green beans. It smelled absolutely delicious. I couldn't help but to notice he had even wrapped the railing on the porch in fairy lights.

The smile on my lips refused to leave as I looked up at him, finding that his gaze was already on me. My stuttering heart soared in my chest as I peered into his eyes. "You did all this?" I asked softly, smiling. I thought it was so sweet and so romantic of him. "Anything for you." He said, his eyes practically sparkling. I didn't know what to say, which just made him chuckle and lead me towards the table. He even pulled out my chair for me to sit first. Then, he went and sat in his own chair, scooting in under the table. "I hope you don't mind wine." He mentioned, grabbing the wine that was next to our empty wine glasses. I saw that it was pink moscato, causing me to smile.

"Pink moscato wine is my favorite." We said at the same time, our eyes flying up to one another as he poured the wine into our glasses. He smiled and put the lid back on the wine, chuckling. "I guess it's a good thing I chose that, then." He snickered.

Still smiling slightly, the both of us began to eat the food that he had made. I found as the steak touched my tongue that he had cooked it perfectly, the meat tender, warm, and slightly juicy. It tasted amazing! I made a noise of approval at the taste and saw him smile as I ate like I hadn't eaten in my life, knowing he was watching me eat and yet not caring. "You like it?" He asked, a tinge of hope in his voice. I nodded my head eagerly, silently letting him know how much I approved of his cooking. I liked to cook, but if there was one thing that I could never cook right, it was most certainly steak.

We ate his food and I slouched back in my chair when I finished just a bit after him, letting out a sigh of content. "Full?" He chuckled, peering over at me. I nodded and bit my cheek, patting my stomach. "Mhm. I feel like I have a food baby now." I said, causing him to snort. "At least I know you actually enjoyed it, then." He teased, a happy gleam in his eyes. I pushed a strand of hair out of my face as a gust of wind blew and sat up straighter, my stomach feeling unimaginably full from the big dinner he'd made me. "It was delicious. Thank you." I said softly, my heart swelling with affection. He was so sweet for caring for me like this, feeding me and making our date so sweet and romantic.

Luke suddenly stood up and I watched him walk around to me, having to tilt my head up to him to meet his gaze. His lips tilted up as he leaned down over me, placing one hand on the back of my chair while the other rested on the arm. When he gave me a kiss, I sat up straighter and kissed him back, arms slithering around his neck. My heart raced as he kissed me harder, letting out a little breath against my lips. "Stay here for me, okay, sugar?" He hummed, pulling away. I curiously nodded my head and watched him pick up our dishes before he headed inside, leaving me outside. I couldn't help but to wonder what he was doing, and why he wanted me to stay out here. Still, I did as he asked and waited patiently for him to return.

After about five minutes or so, Luke came back out with a blindfold in his hand and I furrowed my brows. He just grinned, stalking over to me. "What are you doing?" I asked curiously, darkness consuming my vision as he moved behind me and gently placed the blindfold over my eyes. I felt him tie it so that it wouldn't fall and then heard the movement of his body, the warmth of his hand slipping into my own. When he pulled me up gently, I grabbed his hand tighter, very confused. "Luke?" I asked softly. "What are you doing?" I repeated, clueless.

He placed a kiss on my hand. "You didn't think the date would end there, did you?"