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Chapter 1:- New Setting
I breathed out nervously as Michael took my hand and I stepped out of his car. The romantic man that he is booked us a table for two at the nicest restaurant in town. I couldn’t wait to show off my new black halter top dress to the richest people in the area. I saw as they stared- most likely unimpressed- as I looked around excitedly when we took our seats. As Michael ordered us a bottle of their nicest wine, I couldn’t help but think, how lucky am I. He looked at me and I couldn’t help but skim over every detail of his face: his crooked but adorable smile, that shaggy hair I’ve ran my hands through thousands of times, his captivating ocean blue eyes that I had fallen in love with, and his soft lips that looked oh-so tempting. “I think everyone’s staring at me because I have the most beautiful woman in the world as my date.” I blushed, thinking that he sounded totally cheesy, but to-die-for sweet. “And how would you know that? You’ve never even been out of Texas.” He chuckled, knowing I was right. “Well that may be but I don’t have to leave Texas to know that I’m right.”
I breathed out nervously as Michael took my hand and I stepped out of his car. The romantic man that he is booked us a table for two at the nicest restaurant in town. I couldn’t wait to show off my new black halter top dress to the richest people in the area. I saw as they stared- most likely unimpressed- as I looked around excitedly when we took our seats. As Michael ordered us a bottle of their nicest wine, I couldn’t help but think, how lucky am I. He looked at me and I couldn’t help but skim over every detail of his face: his crooked but adorable smile, that shaggy hair I’ve ran my hands through thousands of times, his captivating ocean blue eyes that I had fallen in love with, and his soft lips that looked oh-so tempting. “I think everyone’s staring at me because I have the most beautiful woman in the world as my date.” I blushed, thinking that he sounded totally cheesy, but to-die-for sweet. “And how would you know that? You’ve never even been out of Texas.” He chuckled, knowing I was right. “Well that may be but I don’t have to leave Texas to know that I’m right.”
When the wine came, we toasted in out Champaign glasses and took a sip of the dark red liquid. I almost gagged the second it hit my taste buds. Not wanting to be rude, I swallowed my sip and looked over to Mike, who seemed to be having the same problem I was. Instead of lingering on that taste, I looked at my menu instead to see that I had no idea what any of it was. It might as well have been in Ancient Greek, because I was completely clueless. Who honestly knows what a Hudson Valley Foie Gras is? “So, what do you think sounds good Mikey?” When he looked up I could see the confusion also in his eyes. At least I’m not the only one…
