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tight, black pencil skirt, leopard print silk tank, and black stilettos. The skirt would certainly get his attention.
Jonathan sent her a text when he arrived at the lobby and she made her way down to join him. His eyes lit up when he took a look at her.
“You’re simply stunning, Makenzie. Any guy would be drooling to have you on his arm tonight.” He kissed her hand before winding it in his arm as he led her to his car. It wasn’t the Range Rover. Instead, he had a Black Ferrari, the door held by the valet. Makenzie just stood and looked at the car. Finally sinking down into the seat, she waited for him to slide into the driver’s seat. As they sped away, she enjoyed the way he moved the car in and out of traffic on the toll way.
“What do you do, walk out to your garage and go, ‘Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, this is what I am driving today?’” she asked with a taunting smirk.
“Well, since you put it that way, yes. You don’t approve?” he asked with a perky smile.
“Boys and their toys. Can you tell me where we’re going now?” Makenzie was beside herself with curiosity.
“Well, since you’re impatient, we’re going up to McKinney to eat at Rick’s Chop House. It’s my favorite place for a steak, and the atmosphere is fantastic. Afterwards, we’re going to this cozy little jazz club for some dancing if you’re up to it, but that will be your call. I know you worked this morning and I don’t want to stretch you thin.” He took Makenzie’s hand and held on to it until he had to shift gears.
They enjoyed great wine, a delicious meal, and Makenzie agreed the food at Rick’s Chop House was fabulous and the ambience was romantic. They had the wine room all to themselves. While they chatted over dinner, Makenzie asked Jonathan question after question.
“Makenzie, is this an inquisition or are you just trying to keep us from discussing you?”
“Well, what part of barium enemas do you want to talk about?” She had him, she watched him swallow quickly.
“Hmm, next topic?” He laughed. “I would like to know how it is that you ended up here with no family or friends.”
“It’s a fair question. Although enemas can be interesting too.” she laughed. “We can talk about me, but there’s not a lot to tell. I’m from New York, but always hated the extended cold weather. I enjoy working trauma and found the opportunity and climate here to be just what I’d been looking for. Now that I’ve been here for a while, I would never move back to New York. How close to the lofts do you live, since I know you aren’t a resident?” She quickly got him on a more neutral topic.
“Just north by a few minutes, in Plano. Would you like to see my place sometime?” He raised his eyebrow at her. She knew “sometime” could be sooner rather than later if she just pulled the trigger and said yes.
“Sure, I’d love that sometime. So where is this jazz club?” she asked as they waited for the valet to bring the car.
“Harwood609, it’s in Dallas.” He grinned.
“You drove from Addison to McKinney for dinner, now we’re going back to Dallas for dancing?” She gave him a puzzled look on her face.
“It’s the only time I drive my car, plus I like having you next to me as we fly down the highway while I hold your hand.” His smile was convincing.
They enjoyed the drive, which was quick in the Ferrari. Jonathan kept his fingers entwined with hers as he managed to shift the gears. They talked about his little boy Trippe, and the meaning of his name. “He’s actually got a third generation name, so it was a fun nickname, but not my idea. In fact, I refused at first.”
“Does he look like you?” Makenzie wondered how strong his gorgeous gene pool would run. She tried to imagine having beautiful kids with him.
“Nope, he looks just like his mom, except with dark hair. Has her blue eyes, smile, round face, everything. Sometimes I wonder if I was even his father, but he has my hair for sure.
Jonathan sent her a text when he arrived at the lobby and she made her way down to join him. His eyes lit up when he took a look at her.
“You’re simply stunning, Makenzie. Any guy would be drooling to have you on his arm tonight.” He kissed her hand before winding it in his arm as he led her to his car. It wasn’t the Range Rover. Instead, he had a Black Ferrari, the door held by the valet. Makenzie just stood and looked at the car. Finally sinking down into the seat, she waited for him to slide into the driver’s seat. As they sped away, she enjoyed the way he moved the car in and out of traffic on the toll way.
“What do you do, walk out to your garage and go, ‘Eenie, meenie, miney, mo, this is what I am driving today?’” she asked with a taunting smirk.
“Well, since you put it that way, yes. You don’t approve?” he asked with a perky smile.
“Boys and their toys. Can you tell me where we’re going now?” Makenzie was beside herself with curiosity.
“Well, since you’re impatient, we’re going up to McKinney to eat at Rick’s Chop House. It’s my favorite place for a steak, and the atmosphere is fantastic. Afterwards, we’re going to this cozy little jazz club for some dancing if you’re up to it, but that will be your call. I know you worked this morning and I don’t want to stretch you thin.” He took Makenzie’s hand and held on to it until he had to shift gears.
They enjoyed great wine, a delicious meal, and Makenzie agreed the food at Rick’s Chop House was fabulous and the ambience was romantic. They had the wine room all to themselves. While they chatted over dinner, Makenzie asked Jonathan question after question.
“Makenzie, is this an inquisition or are you just trying to keep us from discussing you?”
“Well, what part of barium enemas do you want to talk about?” She had him, she watched him swallow quickly.
“Hmm, next topic?” He laughed. “I would like to know how it is that you ended up here with no family or friends.”
“It’s a fair question. Although enemas can be interesting too.” she laughed. “We can talk about me, but there’s not a lot to tell. I’m from New York, but always hated the extended cold weather. I enjoy working trauma and found the opportunity and climate here to be just what I’d been looking for. Now that I’ve been here for a while, I would never move back to New York. How close to the lofts do you live, since I know you aren’t a resident?” She quickly got him on a more neutral topic.
“Just north by a few minutes, in Plano. Would you like to see my place sometime?” He raised his eyebrow at her. She knew “sometime” could be sooner rather than later if she just pulled the trigger and said yes.
“Sure, I’d love that sometime. So where is this jazz club?” she asked as they waited for the valet to bring the car.
“Harwood609, it’s in Dallas.” He grinned.
“You drove from Addison to McKinney for dinner, now we’re going back to Dallas for dancing?” She gave him a puzzled look on her face.
“It’s the only time I drive my car, plus I like having you next to me as we fly down the highway while I hold your hand.” His smile was convincing.
They enjoyed the drive, which was quick in the Ferrari. Jonathan kept his fingers entwined with hers as he managed to shift the gears. They talked about his little boy Trippe, and the meaning of his name. “He’s actually got a third generation name, so it was a fun nickname, but not my idea. In fact, I refused at first.”
“Does he look like you?” Makenzie wondered how strong his gorgeous gene pool would run. She tried to imagine having beautiful kids with him.
“Nope, he looks just like his mom, except with dark hair. Has her blue eyes, smile, round face, everything. Sometimes I wonder if I was even his father, but he has my hair for sure.
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