Part 33

Part 33

I want to go where ever you go. I don't want you to do something that you'll end up regretting and blaming me for. If it means me staying in prison in order to be with you, then so be it. He tells me not to worry, go shower, and put om the clothes that he'll lay out for me. While in the shower my mind raced, from one thought to another. Not knowing which way to turn, I do know that I love him, and I don't want to hurt him.  When I finished cleaning myself, I walked into the bedroom and there was a red wrap around dress, red and black heels, and a black button up sweater. I turned to look at the lake while I dried off and Eric was sitting there watching me. Do you like what you see? He stood to his feet, walked towards me, took my towel off, and started to pat me dry. He put lotion on me from head to toe, brushed my hair, and actually styled it quite nicely. After he dressed me, he revealed that he wanted to take me out on a date. With my heart skipping a beat, I lead him to the car, he opens my door, and closes it behind me.

We pull up to an Italian restaurant, the concierge calls Eric by name, and directs us to our table. The setting of this place is beautiful, a waterfall in the center of the restaurant, and a quartet with a pianist is playing soft elegant music. The one thing I did notice, is that on a Saturday evening this place was completely empty of customers. I told Eric how strange it was and he told me that he bought the restaurant out until nine so we could enjoy ourselves and not have to look over our shoulders every few minutes. I agreed and started to look at the menu. Another night of laughter, smiles, some tears but overall a great date. 

Finally making it back to the cabin, a little tipsy, and ready to get some things started since it's our last night together. I want to make it memorable for the both of us. It's 10:32 and Eric has to take me back to the prison no later than noon; little does he know, he's not getting any sleep tonight.