work done here? The lights are so
dim and the setting is sort of romantic. Under different circumstances this
could be considered a date.” She said jokingly.
“Do
you want it to be?” Ivan said in a
serious tone not taking his eyes off of her. Stephanie started to squirm in her
seat, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.
“Is
that a joke, because I doubt I am your type?”
“Oh,
really and what’s my type?” He asked staring intently into her eyes. It was
hard for her to concentrate with his beautiful green eyes staring as if he
could look straight into her soul.
“Oh,
I don’t know, maybe a beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed model type. Like the
one you are pictured beside of in those magazines featuring you as one of
Philadelphia’s most eligible bachelors.” She said sarcastically. Ivan sat back in his chair still not turning
away from Stephanie. After a few
uncomfortable moments of silence Ivan leaned forward.
“While
Ashley is very beautiful, I don’t have a specific type and while we are on the
subject, we are friends nothing more, nothing less. What about you? Do you have
a certain type?”
“My
type, uh yeah, that would be losers who leave broken hearts in their path.” She
said while raising her wine glass to him. “ but I’m
trying to change my streak.” Stephanie thought about her most recent breakup
with Mark, a friend from college she reconnected with and started dating. They
dated for six months when Stephanie decided to give him her virginity because
he already had her heart. She recalled the painful moment, which sent a chill
through her.
“You
want to talk about it?” Ivan asked clearly seeing the pain in her eyes.
“No,
he’s not worth my breath.”
Their
dinner arrived and the conversation lightened as they talked about likes and
dislikes families and careers. Once they finished dinner the waitress asked if
they would like dessert. Stephanie declined stating she couldn’t eat another
thing. Just then a very handsome man walked over to the table and sat down.
“Stephanie,
this is my friend and the owner of this establishment, Marco Napoli. Marco,
this is Stephanie Young.”
“It
is very nice to meet you Stephanie Young. Such a beautiful
lady Ivan. She must be special because I don’t ever remember you
bringing a date here before.” Stephanie could not hide her look of surprise.
She wanted to say that it was supposed to be a working dinner not a date, but
instead she said. “It’s nothing like that, I am Ivan’s assistant.” Marco looked
over at Ivan with a smirk.
“I
think it’s a little more than that considering the way my dear friend can’t
take his eyes off of you.” Ivan gave Marco a quick glare to indicate that was
enough.
“So
how long have you been Ivan’s assistant, Stephanie?” Marco said, amused at
Ivan’s reaction. She explained that this was her first week. She also discussed
her duties and working relationship with Ivan. The conversation continued
between them until Marco excused himself to speak with other patrons.
“Ivan,
don’t forget about the barbeque on the fourth of July. Maybe you would like to
join us Stephanie.”
“Thank
you, but my two best friends and I were going to throw some burgers on the
grill.”
“Bring
them along. The more the merrier.”
“Maybe
we will. Thanks for the invitation.” She said while looking at Ivan for his
approval. Ivan smiled.
“Ivan,
you will make sure she gets the address?” Marco said without waiting for a
response. “It was very nice to meet you Stephanie, and please don’t be a
stranger.” He said and walked away.
“Would
you like another glass of wine?”
“I
better not. Two is usually my limit.”
“Okay
then. I better get you home.”
They
left the restaurant and drove home, they engaged in small talk as soft music
played in the background. When they pulled up in front of
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