the tall beautiful woman that got out of the Limo. I had no
right to even think about them, but after the moment we shared last night, I
could not help but wonder that maybe he had feelings for me. Whom was I
kidding? Connor Black is a player, and I’ve already been warned about him. I
needed to do some serious soul-searching, and the best place to do that was at
my favorite pizza place.
The
workday finally ended. I grabbed my phone and purse and headed out the door. I
came to a standstill when I saw Denny leaning up against the Limo parked at the
curb. I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Hi
Denny, what are you doing here?” I curiously asked.
“Hello
Miss Lane, Mr. Black sent me to pick you up and take you to the restaurant where
he will meet you in 15 minutes for dinner.”
“Is
that so?” I asked as I put my hands on my hips. He looked at me with a smirk on
his face because he knew what was coming next.
“You
can tell Mr. Black that I am not available this evening. I have other plans.”
I
started walking away as I turned my head back, “Also, tell him that if he wants
to have dinner with me then he can pick up the phone and ask me.” I put my hand
up and waved, “Bye Denny have a great night.”
Pizzapopolous
was a couple of blocks away, and the chilly evening air was settling in. I sat
down at a table close to the window and opened the menu. The restaurant was
small with about 20 tables that took up the space. The white walls were
decorated with photographs of all the celebrities that dined there. The tables
were decorated with red and white gingham tablecloths and white napkins. The
atmosphere was casual and quaint, and they had the best pizza.
I
was digging through my purse for my phone when I saw the shadow of someone sit
down across from me. I looked up, and there was Connor glaring at me; I rolled
my eyes.
“So,
this is where you want to have dinner?” he asked.
I
tilted my head to the side and looked at his smoldering face, “Yes Connor, this
is where I’m having dinner tonight, and I don’t believe you were invited.”
He
put his hand over his heart, “Ouch that stings Ellery. I invited you to dinner,
and you turned me down, so I took it upon myself to join you.”
“How
do you know I want company?”
He
put his hands on the table and folded them, “I don’t, but since I’m here we
might as well dine together,” he said as he looked around the restaurant.
The
whole point of this dinner was for me to do some soul-searching and that was
going to be extremely hard with him sitting across from me.
The
waitress came over and started drooling when she asked Connor what he would
like to order. He looked the menu up and down and decided on a salad. I looked
at him and grabbed the menu out of his hand.
“You
cannot sit in a pizza place and only get a salad.”
I
looked at the waitress and cleared my throat to divert her attention away from
Connor. “We’ll have a large deep dish with pepperoni, mushrooms and black
olives, a large antipasto salad and an order of bread sticks.”
Connor
brought his finger up and rested it on his lips, “Do you actually think I’m
going to eat that pizza?”
“I
don’t think you are; I know you are,” I smiled.
I
set my phone on the table and looked at him. If he so rudely wanted to interrupt
my dinner plans, then he will have to answer some questions. “Who is that woman
you’re always with?” The words just came out before I could think about them.
He shifted in his seat.
“She’s
a friend Ellery,” he softly answered my question. I knew he was lying. Perhaps
she was a friend, but what kind of friend is what I wanted to know.
“What
kind of friend Connor?”
His
green eyes turned dark as he glared at me, “She doesn’t matter Ellery; she is a
friend and that is all you need to know.”
I
raised my eyebrows, “I think after what I told you last night you would be
willing to tell me a few things.”
“I’m
not in the habit of
right to even think about them, but after the moment we shared last night, I
could not help but wonder that maybe he had feelings for me. Whom was I
kidding? Connor Black is a player, and I’ve already been warned about him. I
needed to do some serious soul-searching, and the best place to do that was at
my favorite pizza place.
The
workday finally ended. I grabbed my phone and purse and headed out the door. I
came to a standstill when I saw Denny leaning up against the Limo parked at the
curb. I narrowed my eyes at him.
“Hi
Denny, what are you doing here?” I curiously asked.
“Hello
Miss Lane, Mr. Black sent me to pick you up and take you to the restaurant where
he will meet you in 15 minutes for dinner.”
“Is
that so?” I asked as I put my hands on my hips. He looked at me with a smirk on
his face because he knew what was coming next.
“You
can tell Mr. Black that I am not available this evening. I have other plans.”
I
started walking away as I turned my head back, “Also, tell him that if he wants
to have dinner with me then he can pick up the phone and ask me.” I put my hand
up and waved, “Bye Denny have a great night.”
Pizzapopolous
was a couple of blocks away, and the chilly evening air was settling in. I sat
down at a table close to the window and opened the menu. The restaurant was
small with about 20 tables that took up the space. The white walls were
decorated with photographs of all the celebrities that dined there. The tables
were decorated with red and white gingham tablecloths and white napkins. The
atmosphere was casual and quaint, and they had the best pizza.
I
was digging through my purse for my phone when I saw the shadow of someone sit
down across from me. I looked up, and there was Connor glaring at me; I rolled
my eyes.
“So,
this is where you want to have dinner?” he asked.
I
tilted my head to the side and looked at his smoldering face, “Yes Connor, this
is where I’m having dinner tonight, and I don’t believe you were invited.”
He
put his hand over his heart, “Ouch that stings Ellery. I invited you to dinner,
and you turned me down, so I took it upon myself to join you.”
“How
do you know I want company?”
He
put his hands on the table and folded them, “I don’t, but since I’m here we
might as well dine together,” he said as he looked around the restaurant.
The
whole point of this dinner was for me to do some soul-searching and that was
going to be extremely hard with him sitting across from me.
The
waitress came over and started drooling when she asked Connor what he would
like to order. He looked the menu up and down and decided on a salad. I looked
at him and grabbed the menu out of his hand.
“You
cannot sit in a pizza place and only get a salad.”
I
looked at the waitress and cleared my throat to divert her attention away from
Connor. “We’ll have a large deep dish with pepperoni, mushrooms and black
olives, a large antipasto salad and an order of bread sticks.”
Connor
brought his finger up and rested it on his lips, “Do you actually think I’m
going to eat that pizza?”
“I
don’t think you are; I know you are,” I smiled.
I
set my phone on the table and looked at him. If he so rudely wanted to interrupt
my dinner plans, then he will have to answer some questions. “Who is that woman
you’re always with?” The words just came out before I could think about them.
He shifted in his seat.
“She’s
a friend Ellery,” he softly answered my question. I knew he was lying. Perhaps
she was a friend, but what kind of friend is what I wanted to know.
“What
kind of friend Connor?”
His
green eyes turned dark as he glared at me, “She doesn’t matter Ellery; she is a
friend and that is all you need to know.”
I
raised my eyebrows, “I think after what I told you last night you would be
willing to tell me a few things.”
“I’m
not in the habit of
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