Arriving at a few minutes past 8, I head into the building glancing around with piqued interest .. impressive I must admit.
I don't realize I'm sleepy until the ride here, I want to blame the Air Conditioning for that. I was already dozing before I told the driver to turn it off.
I'm at the reception when I figure I'm not certain what name Steve used for the reservation. I think of calling him when I notice the receptionist's countenance changes, it becomes gentler, almost blushing...
"I saw you walk in but decided to stare a little before meeting you. God, you look amazing!!" He says.
I smile and extend my hand for a handshake but he hugs me instead and I stay there.. in his embrace.
He's wearing Gorgio Armani, I can tell because I know my designers.. Kate teaches me everything I need to know..
He smells so masculine, a scent that seems to say "I'm boss and I know it "
We walk side by side to our table we he draws a chair out for me, a perfect gentleman... I think.
After ordering a bottle of red wine and I said I wasn't feeling hungry when he asked what I wanted to eat, insisting I keep looking at the menu till I found something, he says "I've always known you're pretty but after this night I can add that I don't plan on leaving you anytime soon".
"Well then.. be my guest", I return and we both laugh.
"I should have said you should do three-sixty for daddy but you're sitting already" he says.
"Say the right words and I just might" I say teasingly.
With that he gets up, extends his hands, I put mine lightly in his and he gently lifts me from my seat. In the dim light, I can see his moderate features nothing too loud and yet....breathtaking....
Soft music plays in the background and he pulls me closer, with one hand intertwining mine and the other on my waist. Swaying to the music we stare at each other,smiling. In my heels, we're the same height, eye to eye, shoulder to shoulder, lip to lip.. but he doesn't kiss me.
I won't kiss him if he doesn't kiss me...
These thoughts again....instead I smile back at him and he leans closer... I blush a little..scratch that.. I blush a whole lot..
He frees my hand, making me hold his shoulders. His one hand goes round my waist and the other touches my face lightly... He must know I'm barely wearing makeup.. his fingers trail down to my neck and I feel butterflies swarming in the pit of my stomach.
Standing really close to him is doing things to me.. probably noticing my uneasiness, he lets go of my waist and I move a few steps back, look at him for a while until I feel his lips touching mine...
When he closed the distance between us, I can't tell.
All I know is that this is happening so fast and I can feel my legs tremble.
It's a light kiss but he still holds me as if not wanting this moment to pass.