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the coffee shop for lunch, Jessica. I shouldn’t be too long, direct my calls to Abby.” He smiled, and she nodded her head as she typed away on the computer keyboard.
They sat at a booth near the window at street level so they could watch the rush of people coming and going. He loved to watch people as much as she did. He put down the tray containing their sandwiches and drinks then slid into the booth opposite her.
“I wish we could have gone somewhere nicer for a real lunch,” he said as he tore open his ham and cheese sandwich, taking a large bite from it.
“This is ok. I can slum it if you can.” She laughed. “Really, I like it here. I can people watch, and the sandwiches, as it turns out, are actually pretty good.” Eden loved tuna on rye, and this place used lots of mayo, just the way she liked.
They watched every possible fashion as it passed the window, remarking on the oddities and strange clothing choices. They acted like they were top designers in the industry, laughing at themselves for being so rude. She shared her morning events that led to her terrible mood and how Paul could turn her into a total shrew in a matter of seconds. Her mood had completely lifted, thanks to Chase. She felt so much better for having taken the time to have lunch with him.
“I want to ask you something,” he said, wiping mustard from his mouth with a napkin and straightening himself in his seat.
She took a sip of water and pushed the remainder of her sandwich aside. “Sure, but I can’t guarantee you’ll get the answer you want,” she warned, waiting for his question with a sharp-witted look on her face.
“I have a charity auction to attend this Saturday at the Ritz-Carlton at Boston Common. Would you be interested in attending it with me?”
“No, thank you.” Eden smiled when Chase’s happy face disappeared, replaced by the look of defeat. It was her turn to enjoy his misery. Deciding to give him a break she explained, “I will be in attendance, I’m a contributor. So I will more than likely see you there, Mr. Dean.”
He smiled, shaking his head with a conquered look. Eden stood and slung her purse over her shoulder, feeling very much like a victorious, terrible bitch, her heart racing at the thought of seeing him in a tuxedo.
“Thanks for lunch.”
“You’re welcome. Next time, we’ll go somewhere nice,” he said, putting his hand to her back and moving in the direction of the street exit.
“You’re very confident that there will be a next time,” she replied, smiling and biting at her lip, knowing that he couldn’t see her face with her back turned to him.
Chase smiled and watched as she walked away into the crowd out of his sight, before heading back into the building. It was going to be a challenge taming her as his own. It was going to take plenty of time and patience, and he looked forward to the conquest with great anticipation.
***
The Ritz-Carlton ballroom was fresh and modern, with floor to ceiling windows at the far end of the room overlooking Boston Common Park. The silver leaf ceilings made it modern with silk wall coverings and special effect lighting, making it warm and inviting.
The auction was staged in such a way that the items surrounded the outer walls for a closer look by the potential winners. A tall skinny guard, that could be knocked over with the slightest gust of wind, hovered in the doorway making it seem more like Christie’s of London, causing her to laugh. The auctioneer podium stood in front of the windows, blocking the spectacular view of the park, with seats facing it.
It was Eden’s first time as a contributor. She had dabbled in oil paints, and her paintings were well received by local art galleries. Eden felt strongly about the piece she had selected for the auction. A young female figure sitting propped on one extended arm on a cold stone floor with a sheer sheet at her knees. Her back was bared to the audience, her hair in a loose braid
They sat at a booth near the window at street level so they could watch the rush of people coming and going. He loved to watch people as much as she did. He put down the tray containing their sandwiches and drinks then slid into the booth opposite her.
“I wish we could have gone somewhere nicer for a real lunch,” he said as he tore open his ham and cheese sandwich, taking a large bite from it.
“This is ok. I can slum it if you can.” She laughed. “Really, I like it here. I can people watch, and the sandwiches, as it turns out, are actually pretty good.” Eden loved tuna on rye, and this place used lots of mayo, just the way she liked.
They watched every possible fashion as it passed the window, remarking on the oddities and strange clothing choices. They acted like they were top designers in the industry, laughing at themselves for being so rude. She shared her morning events that led to her terrible mood and how Paul could turn her into a total shrew in a matter of seconds. Her mood had completely lifted, thanks to Chase. She felt so much better for having taken the time to have lunch with him.
“I want to ask you something,” he said, wiping mustard from his mouth with a napkin and straightening himself in his seat.
She took a sip of water and pushed the remainder of her sandwich aside. “Sure, but I can’t guarantee you’ll get the answer you want,” she warned, waiting for his question with a sharp-witted look on her face.
“I have a charity auction to attend this Saturday at the Ritz-Carlton at Boston Common. Would you be interested in attending it with me?”
“No, thank you.” Eden smiled when Chase’s happy face disappeared, replaced by the look of defeat. It was her turn to enjoy his misery. Deciding to give him a break she explained, “I will be in attendance, I’m a contributor. So I will more than likely see you there, Mr. Dean.”
He smiled, shaking his head with a conquered look. Eden stood and slung her purse over her shoulder, feeling very much like a victorious, terrible bitch, her heart racing at the thought of seeing him in a tuxedo.
“Thanks for lunch.”
“You’re welcome. Next time, we’ll go somewhere nice,” he said, putting his hand to her back and moving in the direction of the street exit.
“You’re very confident that there will be a next time,” she replied, smiling and biting at her lip, knowing that he couldn’t see her face with her back turned to him.
Chase smiled and watched as she walked away into the crowd out of his sight, before heading back into the building. It was going to be a challenge taming her as his own. It was going to take plenty of time and patience, and he looked forward to the conquest with great anticipation.
***
The Ritz-Carlton ballroom was fresh and modern, with floor to ceiling windows at the far end of the room overlooking Boston Common Park. The silver leaf ceilings made it modern with silk wall coverings and special effect lighting, making it warm and inviting.
The auction was staged in such a way that the items surrounded the outer walls for a closer look by the potential winners. A tall skinny guard, that could be knocked over with the slightest gust of wind, hovered in the doorway making it seem more like Christie’s of London, causing her to laugh. The auctioneer podium stood in front of the windows, blocking the spectacular view of the park, with seats facing it.
It was Eden’s first time as a contributor. She had dabbled in oil paints, and her paintings were well received by local art galleries. Eden felt strongly about the piece she had selected for the auction. A young female figure sitting propped on one extended arm on a cold stone floor with a sheer sheet at her knees. Her back was bared to the audience, her hair in a loose braid
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