i want you to stay

i want you to stay by ssaarah

I couldn't stop smiling like an idiot as I ran up the stairs towards Mila's apartment, too impatient for even the elevator. I knocked on her door and heard nothing, so I knocked again. This time I heard someone grumbling before opening the door and widening her eyes.

"Ames? How did you get in here without ringing for me?" I shrugged.

"I'm a lawyer, I can talk my way into anywhere." I teased her and she turned around to look at something behind her.

"It's seven a.m." She pointed out. I nodded.

"Yes, time for our first valentines day to start." I replied, handing her the bouquet of lavender roses that she had yet to even notice.

"Oh my god." she widened her eyes as she took them. "Ames...these are gorgeous."

"I thought red or pink was a little too ordinary for you." Mila flushed and then pulled me in so I could kiss her.

"How do you look like that in the morning and I look like this?" she pouted but I laughed, I'd been up for a few hours, and she'd clearly just gotten out of bed. I thought she looked gorgeous.

"You're right, how do you manage to look better than me when I've spent all morning getting ready." I teased.

"Oh shut up, don't start with those cheesy compliments." She spat like the little spitfire she was.

"It's Valentines day baby, I have all day to lavish you with cheesy compliments." I grinned and she rose her brow.

"I thought you were just dropping these off before you went to work." I shook my head.

"No I took the day off, it's why I had to work so late last night. We have all weekend." Finally. Since we'd gotten together we'd seen each other but not as much as I would have liked to. I'd forgotten what it was like to want to see a girl all the time instead of just when it was convenient to me. It made work unbearable sometimes.

"You are too sweet." she smiled, "Come in so I can put these in some water and change." Mila grabbed my hand and pulled me inside.

"I can help you change…" I smirked as I followed her and she turned so she was pressed up against me.

"If you do that, you know we won’t be able to do any of the things you’ve planned…" she said before kissing me hard on the mouth. Damn.

"You’re already teasing me…"

"I’m sorry." she reluctantly pushed away to get a vase, "The flowers are very beautiful though."

"Pales in comparison to you…"

"There’s another cheesy line." she said with a wink though just as I'd known her cheeks lit up.

"So what should I wear?"

"Whatever you feel comfortable in baby. It really doesn't matter cause you're going to be the most beautiful one anywhere we go."

"I'm burning up Ames." she fanned her face dramatically and I laughed.

"You're adorable baby." I said kissing her quickly.

"I'll never get changed at this rate..." she breathed against my lips.

"I could spend all day holding you…"

"Then we won’t do anything that you have planned…" she pressed a kiss against my lips and then finally pushed away. "I’ll be right back." I looked around while she was changing, cuddling the tiny dog before she walked out. "I wish I had enough time to shower, I don’t think I look that great."

"If this isn’t ‘that great,’ I’m afraid you might kill me when you think you look even better." Her and those damn sundresses. Ugh.

"Shut up." she kissed me, "So what’s the first thing on the list?"

"It’s a beautiful day… So I was thinking about maybe going to the 'Parc des Buttes Chaumont?’" I suggested with a smile.

"That’s my favorite park…"

"I might have known that." I laughed.

"This is already a perfect day."

"Don't go throwing around words like perfect Mila, too much pressure." I smirked and Mila laughed, a sound that made my chest ache. Milena was so sweet, so kind and ridiculously gorgeous. She was every man's wet dream and I was the lucky bastar.d who got to call her mine.

"I'll try to remember that." She laughed. When we got to the park I unloaded the food from my car while Mila stood behind me laughing.

"What's so funny?" she shook her head.

"It's just not every day you see a hot guy unloading a picnic from a Bugatti." She laughed and I turned to her.

"I'm not giving up my vice for nice cars just because I'm not a bachelor anymore." I replied, handing her a blanket and walking over to a space big enough to set up.

"I don't want you to do that. I think it's hot." she admitted and I grinned.

"Oh yeah?" Odette had mostly thought it was silly. And a waste of money. Fuck I needed to stop comparing them when they were nothing alike. Mila nodded slowly, her eyes going glossy as she bit her lip. "What?" I grinned and she sat down on the blanket after spreading it out.

"I just can't wait until you fuck me in that car." she admitted, making me stop what I was doing and stare at her.

"Milena." I choked out. She grinned wider.

"I love the way you say my name when you're turned on....." she moved closer and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her lips against mine and kissing me over and over. I was a man on the very edge of his self-control whenever I was around her.....but now. I grabbed her waist and pushed her back against the blanket as I deeped the kiss before remembering we were in public.

"The things you do to me...." I growled, pulling away to think about anything that would help me lose this hard on and focus on just making it through Valentines day without fucking up.

"I’m sorry."

"Don’t… just let’s not do that when we can’t do anything about it…" I grinned and Milena bit down on her lip.

"Sorry… It’s hard to control myself around you." she said, blushing madly as I pulled out a few champagne flutes

"Mimosa’s?" I offered as she nodded.

"Yes, please. Although, if we’re trying to not do ‘that’ then I should probably limit myself to only a few." she was probably joking...but that didn't stop me from topping hers off.

"Well in that case…" I smirked.

"Ames." Milena hit me and I laughed.

"I’m kidding… When that time comes, I want you to be completely sober and to remember every single detail…" I said seriously, the night we had spent together before etched in my memory for life.

"I can’t wait for that…" she shook her head, "But let’s change the subject before I ravish you here."

"Well, I have food."

"One of my favorite things." Mila winked as I pulled out some fruit and cheese and mila moaned, grabbing some berries and licking her lips while she moaned. Was she trying to fu.cking kill me?

"What? Do I have something on my face?" I swallowed as I realized I was probably drooling.

"You’re eating and yet you’re still killing me…" I shook my head and tried not to think about her moaning while her mouth was filled with me.

"Really?" she asked as if she was totally oblivious to how damn sexy she was. I just nodded. "I’m sorry."

"Everything you do turns me on Mila… Just standing there and being you turns me on." I looked at her, "If you say sorry for everything that turns me on, we’d never have a conversation."

"Sorry…" she breathed out once more, then scrunched up her nose and blushed. "I’ll try not to." She said before leaning in and pressing her lips against mine.

"Good raspberries…" I groaned out, making her laugh once more.

"Sure, they did all the work." We fell into a comfortable silence, something I didn't have with a lot of people....I talked for a living, but with Mila, it was if sometimes we could just be with each other. But still I wanted to know what was on her mind.

"What are you thinking beautiful?"

"Just girly thoughts… and I want some bread."

"Girly thoughts huh?" I grinned when she passed me a piece. "What kind of thoughts might those be."

"Oh you know, sugar and spice and everything nice." I laughed and reached over to pull her into my lap, kissing her softly.

"I think you're more spicy than nice" I whispered against her. Mila set her hands on my shoulders and looked down into my eyes. With the sun behind her and her hair framing her face....god I'd never seen anyone more beautiful in my life. I couldn't believe how long I wasted just wanting her from afar when right now she was here in my arms. I still wasn't good enough for her, not by a long shot. But she made me want to be.

"I dunno Ames have you ever really got a good taste?" She asked, her big eyes blinking as she shot me the fakest innocent face I'd ever seen. I groaned.

"Keep talking like that Milena and see what happenes." She blushed, god I loved when she blushed. Plus she wasn't blushing when she was saying something dirty. It wasn't until after that her face turned pink.

"Don't tempt me Ames." she replied, reaching out and feeding me more berries. I wrapped my mouth around her fingers on purpose before pulling away, watching her eyes glaze over and her breathing speed up slightly. So responsive. So damn sexy. I swallowed thickly, then reached out and pushed her hair back.

"How was your week?" I asked casually, since we'd both been working for most of it and hadn't really had a lot of time to talk. Didn't help that when we were together all I wanted to do was lock her in a room and fu.ck her for a very very long time.

"Long, but alright. I updated BMM’s website and updated my blog. Did some reviews on the fall and winter collections of a few designers. Oh and I got a bunch of new clothes in the mail, so I’m having fun trying them all on." she grinned back at me and I tried not to think of her doing a private fashion show. I was failing. "I know, super girly. Ignore it."

"I don’t think it’s bad. I love the way you talk about it. Tell me more."

"I don’t want to bore you."

"You think talking about what you love, bores me?" I raised a brow, "Baby, I love anything you talk about."

"You’re too sweet to me." she said and kissed me softly.

"It’s only what you deserve… How is it that any man treated you with less?"

"I don’t know, maybe they treated me like that so you could come along and show me what I really deserve." We were getting into cheesy territory and I didn't even care.

"I think you helped me realize I wasn’t the cause of Odette’s problems." I admitted softly, loving the look on her face as she smiled back at me .

I smiled, "You never were… I’m just glad you can see that." I told him honestly. I swallowed.

"I spent a lot of time beating myself up over something I had no control over. I just. I guessed that if she loved me I'd be enough to stop."

"That's not how addiction works." Mila replied softly, looking at me with adoration.

"See and I knew that but somehow I always managed to blame myself. I guess I never saw the allure of drugs..."

"It's like being drunk on caffeine." She shrugged and I shot her a look. "I had my partying days. Never as bad as Odette, or even Chloe.....but when life sucks its nice to forget and just feel good for a while."

"See those were my problems. Chloe turned her life around so easily...and did life with me suck that much? If it did why didn't she just leave?"

"Chloe worked her ass off to get respect and be there for her family. Odette wasn't that strong. And she was already addicted way before she found happiness with you."

"You're wise for your years." I smirked.

"I just don't want you to ever blame yourself again. What happened wasn't your fault." I sighed.

"It still was. I ignored the signs, I thought I had what I wanted. I thought that I loved her. It wasn't real love."

"Well don't judge me for saying I'm glad it all went to shit, because now I've got a chance with you." she smirked and I laughed, pulling her closer and kissing her sweet lips.

"I keep thinking about how much time I wasted just resisting you." I shook my head. "We could have had so much more time together."

"That’s in the past… Now we’re spending as much time as possible. And maybe it was meant to take a while. To see what else there was before we rushed into something."

"You think that?" I asked.

"Maybe. I mean I think we’ve done pretty well in this relationship so far." she grinned, "I mean I’m happy."

"I’m happy too."

"You don’t have to worry about me taking drugs. Been there, done that." I felt my eyes widen at her admission.

"You took drugs?" Mila shrugged. I was starting to know the innocent light I shined on her was just my way of making her seem unattainable to me. But she was just a girl. A crazy hot one but still.

"Once or twice. I was in Amsterdam and things got crazy." she grinned, "Recovering from the high the next morning was worse compared to the fun of the high. Never again."

"Interesting." I smirked at her, "I never would have thought Milena Schon would have been that crazy."

"There’s a lot you don’t know about me Ames… But I want to know everything." I felt a tug at my chest as she said it. I had never had someone have such faith in me. Be so open and honest. It was refreshing. And kind of terrifying. "And I hope you’d want the same for me."

"I will tell you everything you want to know baby." I said pushing her hair out of her face while she bit down on her lip.

"You’re such a good man… You know Ava raised you right…"

"Much better than my actual mother." I chuckled sarcastically and Mila winced. "Ava was a godsend though."

"You’re amazing and your mother missed out on that. That’s not your fault." he told me honestly and started laughing, "Remember that time when we were younger and I wanted to marry you? You wouldn’t dress nice to be my groom, so Ava made you and we got married."

"You were a very persistent girl." I laughed, remembering thinking I was way too old to play childrens games and hating Ava for a week. "You definitely weren’t shy about what you wanted."

"That’s my mother… I definitely got that from her." I laughed.

"Not a bad trait to have." I smirked and watched as the sun lit her up from behind.

"What?" she blinked back at me and I just shook my head.

"You're so damn beautiful I can hardly believe it." I admitted, reaching out and tucking her glossy hair behind her ear.

"Ames..." she whispered and I pulled back.

"Don't use that sexy breathy voice with me yet, I won't be able to handle it." I teased....though I was also pretty serious.

"Oops." she smirked and stood up. "What's next?" I stood up, grabbing her hand and tugging her closer.

"Next is more kissing." I grinned and let my lips meet hers as I held her head in my hands.

"I can't say your name but I can stick my tongue down your throat?" she asked against my lips as she tried not to laugh.

"There was no tongue there!" i protested, breaking as I laughed out loud.

"Still." she blushed and I intertwined her fingers with mine.

"What do you want to be next?" I asked, walking to the car and setting the picnic in the back before turning back to her.

"I have a lot of ideas."

"That sounds tempting but unfortunatley we have a movie to catch." I was playing with her as I scooped her up and set her back in the car with her squealing.

"Ames!" she giggled and I got into the car before pulling away. "What are we seeing?"

"There's a horror movie marathon downtown." I said trying to keep a straight face.

"What?" she made a face of disgust and I started laughing.

"I'm kidding. We're going to my place beautiful, I had Cami tell me what all your favorite movies were and I bought them all for you to choose from."

"You're not serious." I blinked back at her.

"Is that too boring? We could go dancing or-" she put a finger over my mouth.

"No. It's perfect. You're perfect. It's....wow. Thank you." I grinned.

"You scared me there for a moment." I admitted.

"Scare you?" she asked with a light chuckle, "What are you talking about?"

"I wanted this to be a good valentine’s day for you Mila. This is our first together and I wanted you to remember it." I shrugged

"Ames, it’s been amazing. The best one I’ve had honestly. Stop worrying." she laughed. "Before we go to your place can we stop by my place…" she trailed off and I shot her a look. "I was wondering if I could stay the night at your place?" she said almost awkwardly.

"Sleep over?" I asked, not really knowing if I could keep my hands to myself if she was all curves and heat next to me in a bed....

"Nothing dirty… she trailed off with a small smile, "Just sleep. If it’s too much, I understand."

"Baby, if you want-"

"But I don’t want to pressure you. What do you want?" Her. I wanted her. Always. All the fucking time.

"I want you to stay over… it’s going to be hard, but I think we can do it…"

"I will be on my best behavior." she grinned, "Plus Dexter will keep us in check."

"Dexter? Your eight pound Pomsky is going to keep us from fooling around?"

"Don’t underestimate him. He can be very loud."

"The little five pound pup?" I asked, fully aware he was loosing weight even in just this conversation. She rolled ehr eyes.

"You’ll see." she laughed. Not too long after, she knocked on her front door for some reason and then shrill barks erupted, making her smirk, "See." she made her point before opening the door and being attacked by a ball of fluff. "Hi baby." she told him, looking down at him wagging his tail happily shutting up now that he knew it was just mommy at the door.

"He’s loud, but still tiny." I closed the door behind her and picked him up, "See, harmless."

"Unless you hurt me." she winked walking across the room to her bedroom.

"Not if I have any power over that." I cooed at the puppy until Mila came out with a tote bag.

"You two are adorable." she said walking up to us and then kissing us both quickly. "Ready?"