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way he talks about it to be both charming, and a little maddening.
“I can honestly say that no one has ever taken me to their own restaurant on a date. This is a first.”
“Good,” he replies, grinning. He looks more relaxed than he did a moment ago. “Firsts are good, especially when they’re with me.” He gives me a sly little wink as the sommelier comes to the table and pours us some wine. Apparently Caleb had called ahead and asked for it to be decanted. Based on my sampling of the wine collection at Caleb’s apartment, I know that he has excellent taste, which means I’m in for a real treat here.
“I hope red is okay?” he says, like he doesn’t already know how much I love it. We toast to firsts, and clink our glasses together.
And wow, this red is really, really good.
“So, how does this work?” I ask, noticing that the waiter didn’t bring us any menus, and no one has been by to take our order.
“I called ahead and put an order in. I think you’ll like what they bring out for us.”
“Like it? I’m sure I’ll love it.” The restaurant smells like heaven; if that’s any indication of how the food tastes, ‘love’ might not be a strong enough word.
I take a sip of my wine, and close my eyes, letting out a soft sigh of satisfaction.
“You look beautiful,” Caleb says, reaching under the table and caressing my knee. “I look forward to making you look like that later. More than once,” he says, with a playful glint in his eyes.
I feel the flush creep into my cheeks, and look down at my glass.
“Hey,” he says softly. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
When I look up, he’s giving me this intense look that makes me glad we’re seated away from the crowd. “You’re driving me crazy in that dress.”
It’s the dress I was wearing the night that we met, the one I know that he likes on me. Even if I had something else to wear here tonight, I probably would’ve chosen this dress anyway.
“Good to know,” I reply, smiling.
“You wore that dress on purpose.”
“Yes.” He doesn’t need to know that wearing it was also a necessity.
“I’m going to make you pay for that later,” he says. His voice is low and rough, and his eyes are full of promise. “I think you’ll like it.”
I grin. “I’m sure I will.”
“Will you stay with me tonight?” he asks. I desperately want to; it’s been a few days since I’ve had the luxury of falling asleep in his arms. Besides, he talked me into leaving my bag at his apartment, so I have to go back there anyway, and it’ll be nice to save the cost of the hotel room for one night.
“I can be persuaded to do that,” I tease.
Caleb playfully raises his hand. “Check!”
“Hey!” I say, laughing. “You’re not getting out of here that easily. You promised me food, and I expect to get it.”
He winks at me and says, “You’re going to need your energy for later.”
“Mmm,” I reply, suppressing a shiver. “I certainly hope so.”
Caleb opens his mouth to say something, but something or someone catches his eye. He looks the slightest bit apprehensive as he looks at me, then his gaze flits back somewhere over my shoulder. I’m tempted to turn around, but I don’t.
“Mia, my-”
“Caleb?”
* * * * *
“Ben. Hey,” Caleb says warmly.
I recognize the name immediately; Ben is the friend of Caleb’s who owns the software company - Caleb wanted to recommend my work to him. I look up, and see a familiar face from all the of the pictures on Caleb’s mantel. In the photographs I’ve seen of him, I didn’t notice much of a resemblance, but in real life Ben looks a lot like Caleb. He’s standing next to a beautiful young woman with curly, dark blonde hair.
“I see you stole my table,” Ben says, making Caleb laugh.
“You wish,” Caleb replies. His brows scrunch up before he says, “I recall you thinking that this was a bad
“I can honestly say that no one has ever taken me to their own restaurant on a date. This is a first.”
“Good,” he replies, grinning. He looks more relaxed than he did a moment ago. “Firsts are good, especially when they’re with me.” He gives me a sly little wink as the sommelier comes to the table and pours us some wine. Apparently Caleb had called ahead and asked for it to be decanted. Based on my sampling of the wine collection at Caleb’s apartment, I know that he has excellent taste, which means I’m in for a real treat here.
“I hope red is okay?” he says, like he doesn’t already know how much I love it. We toast to firsts, and clink our glasses together.
And wow, this red is really, really good.
“So, how does this work?” I ask, noticing that the waiter didn’t bring us any menus, and no one has been by to take our order.
“I called ahead and put an order in. I think you’ll like what they bring out for us.”
“Like it? I’m sure I’ll love it.” The restaurant smells like heaven; if that’s any indication of how the food tastes, ‘love’ might not be a strong enough word.
I take a sip of my wine, and close my eyes, letting out a soft sigh of satisfaction.
“You look beautiful,” Caleb says, reaching under the table and caressing my knee. “I look forward to making you look like that later. More than once,” he says, with a playful glint in his eyes.
I feel the flush creep into my cheeks, and look down at my glass.
“Hey,” he says softly. “Don’t be embarrassed.”
When I look up, he’s giving me this intense look that makes me glad we’re seated away from the crowd. “You’re driving me crazy in that dress.”
It’s the dress I was wearing the night that we met, the one I know that he likes on me. Even if I had something else to wear here tonight, I probably would’ve chosen this dress anyway.
“Good to know,” I reply, smiling.
“You wore that dress on purpose.”
“Yes.” He doesn’t need to know that wearing it was also a necessity.
“I’m going to make you pay for that later,” he says. His voice is low and rough, and his eyes are full of promise. “I think you’ll like it.”
I grin. “I’m sure I will.”
“Will you stay with me tonight?” he asks. I desperately want to; it’s been a few days since I’ve had the luxury of falling asleep in his arms. Besides, he talked me into leaving my bag at his apartment, so I have to go back there anyway, and it’ll be nice to save the cost of the hotel room for one night.
“I can be persuaded to do that,” I tease.
Caleb playfully raises his hand. “Check!”
“Hey!” I say, laughing. “You’re not getting out of here that easily. You promised me food, and I expect to get it.”
He winks at me and says, “You’re going to need your energy for later.”
“Mmm,” I reply, suppressing a shiver. “I certainly hope so.”
Caleb opens his mouth to say something, but something or someone catches his eye. He looks the slightest bit apprehensive as he looks at me, then his gaze flits back somewhere over my shoulder. I’m tempted to turn around, but I don’t.
“Mia, my-”
“Caleb?”
* * * * *
“Ben. Hey,” Caleb says warmly.
I recognize the name immediately; Ben is the friend of Caleb’s who owns the software company - Caleb wanted to recommend my work to him. I look up, and see a familiar face from all the of the pictures on Caleb’s mantel. In the photographs I’ve seen of him, I didn’t notice much of a resemblance, but in real life Ben looks a lot like Caleb. He’s standing next to a beautiful young woman with curly, dark blonde hair.
“I see you stole my table,” Ben says, making Caleb laugh.
“You wish,” Caleb replies. His brows scrunch up before he says, “I recall you thinking that this was a bad
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