( benjamin ) don't mind if i do

[serenity dylan lehmann]

It had been a long time since Dylan had been in Miami. Her parents first moved her family there when she and her sister were going into high school. Of course, like any young teen girl, she didn't want to leave her friends behind, so Dylan and her friends hatched a plan to all go to the same boarding school. During the school year, Dylan hung out with her friends and did her school work, but during vacations, she normally went jet setting across the world. Though, once high school had ended, Dylan decided that she was going to go to a college back home, just not one in center of Miami. She worked her tail off in high school, but she made it into Yale proudly.

After six years of not being at home, Dylan was starting to feel a bit homesick, so she visited her family, mainly her sister, and decided that she was going to move back to Miami. She had only met a few people in Miami when her parents had moved them there, but once she was back in town, those few people had caught wind of it and her phone was soon flooded with texts and phone calls wanting to see her and hang out.

Though, it was one in particular text that caught Dylan's eyes. It was from Ben. He was a few years older than him, sort of a bad boy kind of guy, but she remembered him as clear as day. He was hot back in the day when they were all still teenagers, so Dylan was curious to see what had happened to her former crush, so she replied back to him when he offered to take her out to dinner.

Sifting through her suitcase for the perfect dress, Dylan soon went in search of a pair of heels to match. This, of course, meant that she was going to go through Drew's closet for a pair. She was all about the clothes and Drew was all about the shoes. It all seemed to work out though, so Dylan was thrilled. When she was told which restaurant and the time, the female made sure to be a little bit early so that she would be able to order herself a drink in case she needed a bit of a head start.

At the restaurant, Dylan walked in and was given a table. Although, on her way to the table, she heard her sister's name spoken quite a bit. She loved the mystery of being an identical twin, so these people were going to be in a bit of a surprise when they found out that there were two of them instead of just one.

Sitting at the table, Dylan patiently waited for the male, though, ordered a cosmo while she sat there and waited by herself.

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[benjamin ryan thomas]

Benjamin Thomas had been doing absolutely nothing except living in his new mansion all alone. Well not completely alone. He had his servants and of course, he was throwing parties left and right, hooking up every time. The boy was a player and could get any girl he wanted. He had money now and of course he had the looks to go along with it. To say that Ben was arrogant was an understatement really.

Through all of the texts on his phone, the one he was expecting was news that an old girl of his was back in town. Well, she wasn't ever really his girlfriend. They had flirted pretty hard core back in the day but back then, Ben wasn't rich. He was simply in foster care, being a trouble maker. That text immediately made him text Dylan herself. The immediate response made the male grin.

He told her, not asked her, that he was taking her out to dinner that night and to dress as fancily as she could afford. He knew her family had money so in a way, the last part was a joke. He hadn't seen her in too many years and well, he honestly curious as to how puberty truly treated her. The male grinned wickedly as he got up and walked to the elevator of his mansion that led directly to his bedroom.

The female servants, all of whom Ben had slept with at least once, helped him get dressed in his finest tux. He slicked back his hair with some hair gel and straightened out his jacket on his shoulders. One of the servants made a comment that if he didn't come home with the girl that she'd be waiting for him. Ben made a small chuckle and a grin once more. The male rarely ever smiled. Most of the time it was just grins. A lot of them mischevious.

Ben got downstairs and told the butler to call his limo. Once the limo had pulled around the front of the mansion, Ben had the door held open for him as he descended the stairs. The tails of his tuxedo jacket flopped slightly in the breeze as the driver of the limo got out and opened the door for Benjamin. This being rich thing was easy for Ben even though he had never had this much money in his life. He mentally thanked that dead relative who left him everything in their will.

Arriving at the restaurant that he had picked, the driver once again got out and opened the door for Ben. The camera flashes were immediate. Ben was becoming the talk of the city because of how fast he had inherited his millions. He didn't pause for any photos because he was on a mission to see little miss Dylan all grown up.

As he walked in, he asked the maître d where his date was seated and the maître d took Ben to her. The blond haired female facing the other way was drinking alone. Ben scooted himself around the table to greet Dylan. He took her unoccupied hand and scooped it up in his own. Leaning down, but keeping his eyes on her, he kissed the top of her hand, letting his lips linger for a few moments. Letting go, the male spoke to her. "My, my. You have grown into a beautiful and sexy young woman Serenity," he told her, that old playboy charm coming through.

[serenity dylan lehmann]

As Dylan sat there waiting for her company to join her, she was able to down an entire cosmo and order another one. Sipping on her second one, Dylan soon felt her free hand being taken by another and kissed.

Hearing the words flow from the kisser's mouth, Dylan couldn't help but grin. Putting down her glass, Dylan looked the male over, though, shuddered when he called her Serenity. "My, my. Someone's grown into their nose wonderfully, haven't they, Benjamin?" the female spoke, noticing the male's eyes looking over her every inch.

Honestly, Dylan had enjoyed every second of seeing the much older Benjamin. He had definitely grown up from the young teen that she had seen him as the last time that they had talked. He was older now and more mature looking, plus he definitely cleaned up nice. There was something different about him though, but it only took a few moments for the girl to figure it out.

He had rich written all over his face, but that didn't matter much to her; even though she was all about spending her parents money freely, she didn't limit herself to boys based on their income.

With the male now sitting across from her, Dylan was able to see a little more of his face. There was no mistake that he was hot. He still had that bad boy persona about him and that's what had reeled her in the first time that they had met. Glad that he hadn't lost that image, Dylan knew that she was going to have fun with him.

Lifting her hand to her glass, the blonde female brought it to her lips and took a small sip. "I was surprised that you had even texted me," she spoke. "I wasn't sure if you even had my number still, seeing as how you never bothered to text me when I went off to school," Dylan spoke.

"Oh, and it's Dylan now. I've given up Serenity and made my own identity," she spoke.

[benjamin ryan thomas]

Hearing Serenity's joke about him growing into his nose, Ben did a small bow, showing joking pride before he sat down. The grin that had appeared on his face when he was looking her over, didn't leave as he continued to check her out. The body tight dress was obviously something she picked out on purpose and Ben was giving her that purpose right then.

Now that the pair were at the same sitting level, Ben could see Serenity's face more clearly. She looked almost exactly the same, just more matured. He liked that. He liked that she hadn't lost that little bit of innocent childlikeness in her face. As he watched her take a small sip of her cosmo, a waiter came over and asked what the gentleman would like to drink. "Your oldest and finest champagne please," he said, looking up to the waiter and nodding. Ben was a frequent customer at this particular restaurant now that he could afford it and those few words were enough for the wait staff to know exactly what drink he wanted.

Ben turned his attention back to Serenity as she spoke, saying that she was surprised he had her number after not texting her when she went off to school. "I never lose numbers of girls whom I've become attracted to dear Serenity," he said as his bottle arrived and the waiter poured him a glass. It was then that Serenity informed that she now goes by the name Dylan. Another wicked grin crossed Ben's face as he took a sip of his own drink and looked over at the blond. "Doesn't matter. You're still a siren so your name will remain Serenity with me," he told her slyly and took another sip of his champagne.

[serenity dylan lehmann]

Seeing the male bow after her comment about his nose, the bright blonde female couldn't help but grin.

Taking another sip of her drink, she heard the male order champagne from the waiter and she couldn't help but be interested in his new tastes. It was as if he had walked straight out of one of the country clubs that her parents had used to bring her to when she was younger.

"Don't go spending all of your money in one place," she spoke. "I'm not exactly a cheap date," she said to him with a bit of a wink.

When the male explained to her why he hadn't lost her number, Dylan couldn't help but smile. So maybe there was still a bit of his childhood left in him. That was what she had been looking for, though, now that she had found it, she was all about bringing it back. They had flirted a lot when they were younger, so she was planning on starting the night off like that. Where it was going to go after that was still debatable.

"Things seemed to have changed around here while I was gone," she spoke. "How much have I actually missed?" she questioned.

[benjamin ryan thomas]

Ben continued to sip his champagne and as soon as the first glass was empty, the waiter came over to refill it with the bottle that was sitting in ice next to the table they were seated at. He loved the service at this particular restaurant. Ben got even more special attention because after his first time there, he donated three hundred thousand dollars to them so they treat him very well hoping to get more money out of him.

Serenity pointed out that things seemed to have changed around there and Ben slowly nodded his head. "They certainly have by the looks of you," he said, very clearly flirting with her. He knew that she still wanted him after all these years. He could see it in the way she was looking at him. He was still a bad boy and that turned a lot of girls on. "You've missed not very much. Besides myself becoming filthy rich and owning my mansion," the male said slyly and looked Serenity over once more, glancing at her chest. "I've also become quite the talk of the city. My money was inherited so it seems as though the paparazzi can't enough of me as to how I got my money and why," he told her, looking to her face then glancing at her chest again before looking into her eyes devilishly.

After pouring the drink, the waiter asked if they were ready to order food or if they'd like a few more minutes. Ben wasn't sure if Serenity had looked over the menu yet but he decided to order anyways. "Filet mignon with lemon zest and pepper only. A side of shrimp with cocktail sauce and a buttered cream cheesecake for dessert," he said to the waiter then turned to look at Serenity with the biggest grin possible. Money was no object for him.

[serenity dylan lehmann]

As the pair sat at the table with each other, trying to figure the other one out after so many years, Dylan tried to see through the male's front. She knew that deep down inside of him somewhere, he was just acting out. He hadn't been like this when they first had met, so she knew that this was probably more of himself trying to prove that he could really do anything that he had wanted to. Although, Dylan wasn't angry with the change, she was just hoping that she'd eventually get to see the old Ben Thomas that she used to know.

Hearing the next few things that Ben had said, Dylan grinned. "I haven't changed a single bit," she spoke. "I haven't even gotten any taller," the female added. "I think missing out on you becoming a rich kid and owning a mansion was enough," she spoke. "I think tonight is a good time to catch up, don't you?" Dylan questioned, taking the final sip of her cosmo. "Besides, I don't care how you got your money, I'm just interested in what you're planning on doing with it," the female spoke.

When the waiter came over to order, she heard what the male had ordered and just grinned at him as he spoke. When the waiter asked her what she wanted, she maintained eye contact with the male sitting across the table from her and spoke, "I'll have the same thing. And a little sex on the beach," the blonde spoke, handing the waiter her empty glass.

[benjamin ryan thomas]

Hearing the blond's comments about how she didn't change made Benjamin chuckle. "I think your chest would like to disagree with that one dear," he told her and took a few more sips of his drink as Serenity continued to speak. When she told him that she didn't want to know how much money he had just what he was going to do with it, Ben had to actually think. He hadn't done much of anything good other than for himself and this restaurant. Maybe spoiling her was what she was getting at?

When the waiter asked her what she wanted, she told she'd have the same as Ben. His eyes widened with peaked interest when the female then asked for the drink that so happened to be called Sex on the Beach. The way she said it and the way her eyes were looking at him were giving him clues he had seen before. She definitely wanted him which made little mister cocky get a big head. His grin widened as the waiter walked away to put in their order.

"Sex on the beach sounds delicious," he told her, the devilish look appearing in his eyes once more. If she wanted to play, Benjamin was more than willing to play. No matter how hard she tried to play hard to get, he knew that in the end, he'd win her over and he'd have her in bed. His thoughts drifted back to when Serenity had mentioned catching up and he decided to do just that.

"Catching up, right? Well, let's see. I'm rich. Filthy, stinking rich. I have a mansion," he paused to add in "that you just absolutely have to see soon," then continued on with "I don't do much of anything except throw lavish parties, hook up with beautiful women and support this lovely establishment," the male said, wrapping up what he had to say with a toast of his glass to the restaurant before taking another sip. "Now you," he said and looked intently at Serenity, waiting for her to speak.

[serenity dylan lehmann]

Sitting across from Ben, Dylan expected everything that he was saying to her and she couldn't help but grin devilishly. "Oh, Ben, it seems to be the little things that entertain you the most. At least that hasn't changed about you," she spoke.

After the pair had ordered dinner, Dylan looked across the table at the estranged male. "Sex on the beach in Ibiza is wonderful. I met this fabulous guy, Carlos. That was a fun vacation," the blonde spoke, remembering her summer vacation in between high school and her transition to college.

When her drink was brought to her, the girl brought the glass to her lips and took a quick sip. "I haven't had one of these years," the female said. "I almost forgot how good it is," Dylan spoke, taking a second sip before placing the glass down on the table in front of her again.

Listening intently to what Ben had been up to through the years and was mildly impressed. With his new found wealth, he seemed to be having fun testing the waters of partying, sex, drugs, and booze. "While all of that would be enjoyable, what do you plan on doing to protect your money?" the girl questioned. "Eventually, the river runs dry," Dylan spoke.

When the tables had turned and it was her turn to explain about what she had been up to over the years, the blonde just smiled. "I have to say, I've sort of been doing the good girl act lately, like my sister," she spoke. "In high school, though," Dylan began, picking up the glass and letting her fingers play with the neck of it. "I experimented a bit, much to my parents demise. I went to an all girl boarding school, so when hormone levels rose, we only had our roommate. I got my feet wet with pot and a few other things. I found alcohol pretty quickly," Dylan spoke. "Then I traveled the world, lost my virginity somewhere in the Virgin Islands, and sang in a band for a couple of weeks. Then I applied at Yale and cleaned up a little. Now, what you see is what you get," Dylan added, before looking back to Ben to see his reaction.

[benjamin ryan thomas]

When the female questioned how he'd protect his money, Ben could not come up with an answer. He honestly just thought that with how much he had, he wouldn't have to worry about losing it eventually. After a few moments of thought before Serenity went on to explain what she had been up to, he came up with an answer for her. "I suppose I shall invest. Seems sensible and reasonable. Maybe even start up a business," the male suggested then peeked a look over his glass at Serenity as she started to speak.

Her explanation of how she had lost her virginity, had sex on the beach and basically traveled the world made and idea spark in Ben's head. He knew that she was spending a lot of mommy and daddy's money. But what if she stopped that? "I suppose your mum and dad would be sorely upset if instead of your usually jetsetting with their money, you used someone else's?" he said with a slight wink as she continued on to talk about her "experimentation" in school.

Of course that definitely peaked the male's interest and caused him to raise an eyebrow. He wanted more of that and possibly with him. She finished with talking about she had applied to Yale and cleaned up a bit. A smirk immediately crossed Ben's face. "Clean on the outside maybe," he said and leaned in closer so that passerby would not hear what he had to say next. "But I know deep down you wanna get your toes dirty in that sand again but this time," he said as a soft but evil chuckle escaped his throat, "it'll be with me." As he finished what he had to say, he sat back in his chair and took a few more sips to finish off his second glass. The waiter came over and refilled it, telling him that the food would be out momentarily.