Breaking The China Doll

Pulling up to the Offshore restaurant Harry helped his date out of the car and held her hand to keep her from getting too far. He stole another kiss before he could forget what the previous one felt like and they walked in with feet barely touching the ground. Harry’s goal for the remaining two and a half hours was to get her to open up and talk. Her goal was to get closer.

They were escorted to a table for two and immediately read through the menu. After ordering a couple of seafood baskets, Harry placed his palms up over the table. Nell fought a smile and joined him.

“The quiet ones think too much. So tell me, what goes through your mind? School, track, American curiosities?”

“You.”

Harry choked and wondered if she was really going to open up. “What about me?”

“Why are you so nice to me?”

“Well, I thought that was obvious.”

“Yes but there are many girls at school, and I have heard some things about you.”

“You have? Of course you have. So what’s your question? Spill.”

“Why me?”

“Because… I want you.”

“I have many questions. Some you might think are ignorant.”

“I would never think that. Ask away,” he squeezed her hands.

“What happened the other day… in your boat?”

“Are you referring to…your orgasm?” he whispered.

“Is that what it is called?”

“Yes but I wouldn’t go throwing that word out over breakfast with your mum. Did you like it? Be honest, this is in confidence.”

“I felt strange and alive. Hot and cold. Dizzy and light… so many things.”

“Would you like me to do that again because I would love to.”

“I have no one to talk to about it. Not my mother or any friends. I will not even write it in my journal for fear of it being found and read.”

“Even if you write it in Chinese?”

“Mandarin. And my mother can read that too.”

“You can talk to me. I don’t want you to be afraid, Nell, or shy. The more we talk about these things the better it is for the both of us. Believe me, the more fun it will be too.”

“I liked it… and the kiss.”

“I have an endless supply of those,” Harry chuckled and leaned back to receive their plates. “I have many tricks as well.”

“What kind of tricks?” Nell asked folding a napkin over her lap.

“Ones that I don’t talk about in restaurants.”

“Forbidden tricks?”

“Fun ones.”

Nell nodded and took a bite from her fry. The conversation took a friendlier detour for the sake of the place. An hour later they were holding hands and heading back to the car. Harry was unsure if she wanted to go to his boat or perhaps somewhere else.

“Would you like to see where I live?” He asked nervously.

Nell smiled and buckled her seat belt. They weren’t too far from his house since it was close to the harbor. The ride was nice although it was too dark for her to appreciate anything. It was almost nine and though time was running out there was also a full house waiting to greet them. And what a big house it was.

Harry walked her in and introduced her to his friend’s parents. He explained his living situation and then checked Kurt’s room first before showing off his guest. Kurt waved from his bed as he was on the phone. Then Harry continued to give Nell a tour of the house, including the balcony that held a gorgeous view of the harbor.

“Now my room, it has a nice view too,” Harry said while guiding her with his hands on her shoulders.
Once inside he locked the door and followed Nell’s tracks to the window.

“I’m glad we talked earlier, it was actually a relief.”

Nell turned to face him and both held a genuine stare. Harry brushed her hair over her shoulder and initiated with a kiss on her cheek. Her back gravitated towards the wall as Harry kissed her cheek several times, each time closer to her mouth. The back of his hand pressed lightly over her shirt as he tried slipping his fingers in between buttons.

There wasn’t much time. Harry wanted to fool around but then he’d never want to leave. Resting his free hand above her head, he looked down at her, sliding his fingers in further between the slit of her shirt. Nell flinched as his fingers tickled the top of her stomach, but this wasn’t a good idea.

“No, Harry.”

Harry stopped. “Say that again.”

“No?”

“No, my name.”

“Harry.”

“You don’t say it enough.” He got her to smile and he was fine to stop, a little disappointed, but fine. “Let’s get you home.”

Shortly after, Harry pulled up to her place with fifteen minutes to spare. The night didn’t feel complete but it was too late now. Nell removed her seatbelt but didn’t reach for the door yet. She wanted more time with him as well but tomorrow would have to do. It’s okay to stretch your patience every now and then.

Notes

This was short but I'm 1/4 on the next chapter so hang in there :) xoxo