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Chicago. It was five-forty in the evening and the sun was setting perfectly in front of us. It truly was beautiful.
    “Wow, Kelvin. This is amazing. I’ve never been to a place like this before,” I said as the waiter who’d come to our table poured me a glass of wine that I hadn’t asked for.
    “I’m glad you like it,” Kelvin said. The diamonds on his watch sparkled directly in my face as he repositioned his forks and knives on the table.
    The waiter handed me my menu and my eyes widened as I looked through it, focusing squarely on the prices. I hadn’t eaten anything since lunchtime at the school, which was seven hours ago, so I was feeling quite hungry, but the steak I’d noticed was priced at sixty dollars. I thought that maybe it was a good idea to settle for the eleven-dollar salad, but it didn’t sound too appetizing to my growling stomach. I continued staring at the menu as the waiter pulled out a tiny notebook from his back pocket.
    “May I take your order?” the well-dressed waiter asked politely.
    I hadn’t decided what I wanted, so I looked at Kelvin and nodded for him to go first.
    “Ladies first,” Kelvin said with a captivating smile.
    I knew that he wouldn’t order until I did, so I made a quick decision and went with the cheapest meal I could find.
    “I’ll take the lobster bisque soup, please,” I said with an uneasy frown on my face.
    “Is that really all you want?” Kelvin asked.
    “Well, it’s cheap, so I’ll stick with that,” I answered.
    “You don’t have to pick something just because it’s cheap,” Kelvin giggled. “Get whatever you want. It’s my treat.”
    “Well, I appreciate it, but are you sure?”
    “Absolutely,” Kelvin replied. “Don’t even look at the price. I got you.”
    There was something about the way he looked at me when he said I got you that gave me goose bumps. His left eyebrow raised slightly, and the tone of his voice seemed to spike with confidence. It was so enticing that I found myself staring at him, fantasizing about leaning across the table and kissing him. The waiter cleared his throat and I snapped back to reality, while Kelvin continued to smile at me. It was a smile that let me know that he knew he had me.
    “Okay then, since you got me ,” I said with a flirtatious smile, “I’ll have the Manhattan strip steak, medium rare, please.”
    “And for you, sir?” the waiter said, jotting my order on his note pad.
    “I’ll have the twin lobster tails,” Kelvin said. “And, bring us a bottle of Dom Perignon as well. Thanks.”
    The waiter scribbled the order onto his notepad and walked away. Kelvin took a quick sip of whatever wine that was in his glass and sat back in his chair staring at me with a grin.
    “So, Lily,” he began, “tell me a little about yourself. How old are you?”
    “I’m twenty-two. How old are you?” I replied.
    “Twenty-two, so we already have something in common,” Kelvin answered with a chuckle. “On the way over here I realized that before I asked you out to dinner, I never asked if you had a boyfriend or a husband or anything like that. I’m not going to have some pissed off fiancé waiting for me with a baseball bat outside am I?”
    “No, no, there won’t be anyone outside waiting for you, that’s a promise. I’m not seeing anyone. Things have been pretty quiet on that front for a little while now.”
    “Are you kidding?” Kelvin quipped. “I find it hard to believe that a woman who looks like you has any trouble finding a man who’s interested. I spotted a few husbands checking you out as we walked in here tonight.”
    I let out a giggle. “My best friend, Lexy, tells me that all the time. Men are interested, but I haven’t had any luck finding the right man. My last boyfriend cheated on me with a woman that was twenty-six years older than me. I caught him getting ‘oral pleasure’ in the nurse’s office during lunch one day,” I said, chuckling at my use of finger