Made to Love: Carmen and Cooper's Story Read Online Free

couple.” It is obvious
that Marcia feels bad.
    Overjoyed at the sight of my Cracker Barrel, I
can’t focus on how she is feeling. Since we have known each other
for years, she knows exactly what to get me, and she even remembers
the extra syrup. I sit up and pull the covers back, to avoid the
possibility of making a mess. Picking up my plastic fork, I shove
pancakes into my mouth and tell Marcia, “We have a date tonight.” A
huge grin forms on Marcia’s face and then she playfully hits my
shoulder.
    “ How did that happen? I want
details.”
    Slowly I explain how the entire
evening played out. Marcia interrupts a few times with sighing and
she insists that I repeat our first kiss. I find it almost
difficult to put into words, being that I still haven’t come to
full terms with it myself. AH-MAZING is all I can say, when she
continues to press for more information.
    She then asks, “What will you wear
tonight? Flats or Heels?” The shoe height is not an issue since
Cooper will tower over me regardless. Her question leaves me
pondering about all the possible choices, and my walk-in closet has
plenty of options in store for me. After filling our stomachs,
Marcia and I look forward to catching up on some episodes of our
favorite show, TrueBlood . Work has been demanding
for us both lately so we’re about three weeks behind from the rest
of the world. After some intense vampire action, and lots of hot
scenes featuring the one and only Eric Northman, we drift off to
sleep.
    When I wake up and look at the
clock, I see it’s already 4:30 pm. I wake Marcia and inform her
it’s time to continue making up for last night by helping me get
ready. She willingly accepts. I stand for what seems like hours
looking into my closest, waiting for the perfect outfit to jump out
at me. I try to avoid trying multiple things on, but to no avail.
Everything gets tossed on my bed instead of being hung back up.
Finally, the decision is made. A silk halter top that contains the
colors red, gray, and black, it is matched perfectly with a dressy
pair of black shorts that fall about 4 inches above the knee. Heels
are something I can’t get enough of; I pick one of my favorite
pairs for this special occasion. They’re red patent leather peep
toes, with a stiletto heel about 3.5 inches high, made by Gianni
Bini, yet comfortable enough for the club venture.
    Sitting at my vanity, sporting a
simple pony tail, I start applying my makeup. I’m lucky to have a
natural clear complexion that does not require me to cake the
make-up on as some females do. I create a smoky eye, not forgetting
the mascara and eyeliner, which do wonders for my hazel eyes, and I
complete the look with my crimson red lipstick. I blot for
perfection and start to get nervous as the clock closes in on the 7
o’clock hour. At exactly 7pm, the intercom comes to life with the
voice of Frank.
    “ Ms. Williams, Mr. Jackson is
here.”
    Smiling to myself, I hit the send button and
say, “Tell him I’ll be right down.”
    “ Yes ma’am,” Frank
replies.
    Before leaving, Marcia hugs me, telling me how
fabulous I look, and wishes me luck.
    “ Don’t forget to invite him up
once he brings you home,” Marcia says. “Remember I will be at
Francisco’s late this evening to catch up on a work project that is
due first thing next week. Don’t worry though I’ll be home before
you wake up tomorrow. Hell you may even owe me breakfast depending
on how the date ends.”
    I roll my eyes, partially laughing
and exit the door. My hands are shaky as I press the call button
for the elevator. The anticipation is killing me, and a thought of
our lips reuniting is enough to cause my panties to become slightly
wet.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
     
    I am walking at a light, yet
confident pace, making my way to where Cooper awaits. His facial
expression lets me know my appearance is pleasing. I remind myself
to breathe and remember that I have been on dates before.