Little Time

Grace & Vance

I've known Vance for two months now and he draws me towards him more and more everyday.

We've been on several dates and there's no use in denying that I like him a lot and that I love his kisses.

"Your birthday is two days away now." Vance smirks at me and I laugh.

"I don't even remember." I state.

"Yeah, but I would never forget your birthday." Vance says and I grin, blushing a little.

"Will you be busy by then?" Vance asks me as the waitress brings our food over.

It seems like all we do is eat.

"No, does it look like I have friends?" I shake my head and Vance laughs.

"Perfect, I'll pick you up at seven." He says, smiling.

"Works for me." I reply, smiling back.

"Did you see what that asshole was doing?" Vance said all of the sudden, making me raise my eyebrows in surprise.

"What asshole?"

"The one who took the painting." Vance rolled his eyes.

"Okay, what did he do?" I asked.

The guy seemed very sweet to me, Vance and I met up with him as I sold him one of my paintings and I was very thankful because he paid a decent amount for it.

"He was checking you out shamelessly." Vance said angrily.

"Already getting jealous, huh?" I smirked and Vance smiled at me.

"Of course I'm jealous, have you seen yourself? You're so damn beautiful and sexy." Vance sighed and I grinned.

"That's so cute." I replied cheekily and Vance chuckled.

"My mom heard us talking on the phone last week." Vance said and I widened my eyes.

"For real?"

"Yes, and I told her about you." Vance said and my heart warmed up.

"What did you say?" I asked Vance, smiling.

"That I'm very interested in you, and want you to meet her someday." Vance replies, making me blush and my heart warmed up at his words.

I leaned in to give Vance a kiss, and he placed his lips firmly on mine, making my heart flutter.

After pulling away from the kiss, Vance asked me, "So for real, would you like to meet my family someday?"

I grinned, nodding my head, "Yes, I'd love to."

"Alright, I'll inform my parents and we can decide on a time." Vance said and I nodded along.

I don't know if this is moving too fast. I just know, deep down, that Vance is different. I share a connection with him that I never had with anyone else. He's just good for me and I want to get as close to him as I can.

One time we were hanging out and I asked him what does love mean to him.

He answered without hesitation "Love is putting energy, time, and the possibility of being hurt in the hand of the person you love, because even if their love brings hurt, it's the kind of pain you're willing to handle because they're worth it."

That day I thought, I want someone to love me exactly like that, and I wondered if I would ever fall for Vance, and the answer was easy, yes I might. And little did I know, I would.