The next day when I woke up I was still excited about last night. I decided before I call him I should look him up on google.com. Find out a few things about him so I would have the upper hand. I smiled as his picture came up on the screen. It had the usual, his name, birth date, place of birth and school he went to. Then it went into details about his family and how he got started in show business. I scrolled and read where it listed his past girlfriends and stopped at a name. It was a famous beautiful actress and according to the site, they were still together. Lucas Morgan had a girlfriend. I was shell shocked and disappointed. I knew other girls in my situations would not care, so why did I? Because I was taught to care about things like that. I decided that I was going to ask him when I spoke to him.

I picked up the phone on my desk and dial the number that I memorized in my sleep.

" Hello?"
" Hi"
" Goodmorning, Rain"
" Goodmorning"

I Couldn't help smiling. I loved how he said my name. as if we knew each other forever. I got up off my desk and walked away from the computer screen. I sit on the end of my bed.

" How did you sleep?"
" I slept fine, how about you?"
" I was too busy thinking about the cute brownsugar I bumped into."

Another grin from my end. I called me brownsugar. I liked it.

" I thought of you too, yummy vanilla"

I got a laugh from the other end. Wow, he even had a sense of humor. Not many people could handle my wit. I laid back on the bed and put my feet in the air while I listened to him talk. He was talking about seeing me.

" Where?"
" In my New York apartment."
" When?"
" Today"
" What time?"
" Noon"
" I'll be there.

I jaunted down his address and got off the phone with him to go get ready. It was already 9 and I needed to take a bath and find what to wear. I couldn't believe my life was becoming so interesting.
As I stood naked under the shower washing my hair. I laughed and sang. I lather myself up a little slower then normal and lefted the stall relax. I walked into my room naked. The only roomate was my sister and she was at work. on the other hand worked as a photographer for a magizine. It started as an intership which I loved so much that I made it a proffession. I also am one of the youngest on the team, at 21.

I looked in my closet for what to wear. I had a lot to choose from since I loved clothes so much. Being a young photographer for a popular magizine also got me designer names from famous designers so that I can put models in their clothes. Since just starting the job, I never get to the point where I got the chance to shoot celebrities for the cover pages. But I was interested in doing that. I chose a small tight planet hollywood t-shirt that I got from my cousin who worked there and a pair of Juciy couture sweatpants. I pulled on my socks and sneakers. I lefted my hair curly falling down my back. I didn't feel like straightn it today. It looked wild and full on my head and I liked it that way.

I hopped on the 2 train from 110 street towards downtown. I then transferred to the 6. He lived around central park. Actually across the street. I walked into his building and had the doorbell let him know I was coming up. I got in the elevtor with a lady and her dog. I could have sworn they both turned their nose up at me. I gnored them. I was too excited about seing Lucas. Then I remembered that I had to ask him about the article on his website saying that he had a steady girlfriend. I rang his bell and waited. The door opened and he took my breath away. He still looked like he just got out of bed in his boxers and t-shirt.

" I thought we just hang out at my place and watch a movie or two."
" sounds good to me."
" you look beautiful."
" so do you."

We both laughed at my reply. I was serious he looked beautiful. he looked like he just came back from vacation. He had a nice golden tan. I wonder where his family were from. I must have said it out loud becasue he said.

" Ireland."
" So you love to get drunk?"
" Only on occusions. I have control."

So he thought. I smiled and walked around his place. i loved it. You could see central park from one of his windows.

"Do you go jogging?"
" Everyday."
" Cool"
" Do you like to work out?"
" Nope"

He laughed.

" I like your honesty. so what do you do for fun?"

I sat on one of his couch.

" hang out with my friends and run into hot celebrites"
" I'm disappointed. And here I was thinking I would be your first."

he didn't know how close to the truth he was. He would be my first. He came a sat down next to me. I put my feet on his lap and he took off my shoes and socks. He made fun of my short, fat toes. I pretended to pout.

" I like a girl who has meat on her."
" really?"
" yeah."

And that is where we kissed.