Page 7 of Chosen By Love

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Brett

Iplaced my hand at the small of Rebecca’s back as we entered the Royal Fez.

“Good evening, Mr. Collins and welcome to the Royal Fez,” the hostess greeted us extending a friendly smile to include Rebecca as well. “How are you this evening?”

“Everything is terrific,” I grinned, looking at the beautiful woman by my side.

“I see you have a reservation for two,” the hostess said glancing down at her minicomputer. “Your table is ready, Mr. Collins, you and your date can follow me. We can set you up with our shrimp appetizer tray with Avocado and Tomato or an ice-cold beer, the Pabst’s Dark is one of my favorites!” she said cheerily as she led us through the hallway.

The floral scent of Rebecca’s perfume flirted with my nostrils as we made our way to our reserved table. Once we were seated, the hostess placed two black and white menus on the table before us.

“Would you like a beer or wine to go with the appetizer?” I asked Rebecca.

“I’ll take a white wine please,” she replied.

“One white wine, and a beer,” I told the hostess.

“Your server will be here with your appetizers, and to take your order in a moment,” she said before smiling and walking away.

“How was your day?” I asked Rebecca once our drinks and appetizer was served. Our main entrée would be out in twenty minutes.

“My day was good. I spent some time with my friend Tracee.” A smile tugged at her plump lips as she spoke. “How was your day?”

“It was good, and getting better by the moment,” my eyes delve into her brown orbs. “I went for a jog this morning, spent the rest of the afternoon going over some contracts in my home office.”

“Do you always work through your entire weekend?” Rebecca asked.

My mouth broadens in a grin. “Not always. I’m with you tonight so that constitutes as me not working.”

“You’re right,” Rebecca laughed.

“I think you will soon learn that I’m mostly always right.”

Rebecca’s laughter bubbled over from my words. The sound of her laughter caused something inside me to soften. Why the hell hadn’t I stepped up and asked her out before now?

I knew the answer to that... It’s because I don’t date. The women I surrounded myself with knew the score. We had like minds on matters of the heart. Lately I’ve felt empty. I craved more, and whenever I’m around my assistant I want her, and not just for one night. Rebecca makes me live in expectation. Her beautiful face around the office makes all kind of emotions explode inside me. I know I’ve never told her about my feelings, but maybe it’s time. Maybe it’s time to let her know that I’ve been secretly falling for her for a while now. My heart has finally chosen who to love.

“You’re so beautiful Rebecca,” the words just spilled from my lips.

Her eyes probed into mine. A look of uncertainty flickered across her face.

“Thank you. You’re very handsome yourself,” she replied with a softness to her tone.

The server took that moment to bring our meals. Rebecca ordered the surf and turf, and I ordered the prime rib entrée, and a bottle of wine for us to share.

“Mm, this is so good,” Rebecca moaned and my cock hardened. I became mesmerized as she licked the butter of the lobster she just ate from her lips.

I wished it was me that she was licking.

“Do you come here a lot? I noticed the hostess knew your name when we walked in.”

“I come here quite often. Mostly on business, but sometimes I bring dates here,” I admitted honestly.

“Oh,” Rebecca said and her smile fell from her lips. She glanced back down at her plate and twirled her food around with her fork.

It seemed like the light from the chandeliers had dimmed when Rebecca’s smile disappeared. Damn it! I didn’t mean to make her upset. I just needed her to know I wasn’t perfect, but I would never do anything to disrespect her in any way.

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