Page 9 of Wine & Whiskey
Nick nods, his mouth too full to answer. After he swallows, he leans back in his chair and smiles. “You’re welcome. I think I’ve found my new favorite.”
“I told you they were good.”
As they finish eating, he leans forward. “The sun has almost set. You can take off your sunglasses.”
Her stomach drops. The end of their perfect evening. One night where she got to be herself, without bodyguards or paparazzi or handlers. The masquerade over, she pulls off the glasses and lays them on the table.
“Better. Now I get to see the real you.”
The waiter returns with their bill and does a double-take, his eyes widening as he stares at her. “I didn’t realize it was you. I’m a huge fan. It’s been an honor waiting on you.”
Her professional persona takes over, and she smiles to match his excitement. “Thank you. The food was delicious.”
Murmurs float around the restaurant, and a young couple steps outside to look, nudging each other as they whisper. Several people take her picture. A little girl about six years old comes up and asks her for her autograph. A genuine grin crosses her lips as she leans down close to her favorite kind of fan. “Of course! What’s your name?”
“Emily.”
“What a cute name. Here you go. When you get back to your table, give this card to your mom and dad, okay? It was nice to meet you, Emily.”
The girl beams as she runs to show her parents. They hug her and wave at Shae, making her blush at their enthusiasm.
Nick stands up and lays a hundred dollar bill on the table. “Are you ready to go?”
Her butterflies return as he takes her hand and gives it a slight squeeze. At the car, he helps her up before climbing in on the other side. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you who I am from the beginning. Sometimes it makes things weird, and I didn’t want that to happen.”
“I understand. But I know it's just your job, not who you are.” He smiles, eliminating some of her uncertainty. “You know, you were terrific with that little girl. What was on the card?”
“It has a number they can call to get free tickets to my next show. I love surprising people. It’s fun to see them excited.”
“Yeah, I think you made their day.”
They drive along in silence. Her body relaxes now that he knows the truth and doesn’t seem fazed by it. She tries to hold it back, but a little yawn escapes.
“So, it was a concert that kept you up late last night? I bet you are tired.”
“A little bit, but I’m okay.”
“Well then, do you want to come back to my house for a drink? I’m not ready for the night to end just yet.”
Even though she isn’t cold, a small shiver runs through her body at the thought of them being alone together at his home. “Okay, one drink, but nothing more.”
