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“My escort? None of this makes sense.”
“The gentleman in the suit said he was here to pick you up for dinner. Once I delivered the flowers, I was to tell you he’s ready when you are. However, he said if you are not in the car at seven, he’s leaving.”
“Oh, did he?”
“Yes.”
She walked over to the credenza, reached inside the antique
porcelain jar, pulled out a fifty dollar bill and handed it to Clyde. “Thank you, Clyde.”
“Thank you, Miss. What about the driver?"
“I’ll handle him.” She escorted him out the door. “Good evening.” She closed the door.
She paced back and forth looking at her watch. Six forty. She could teach Eric a lesson and not respond to his note or flowers, but she sensed she’d regret it. She picked up her bag and jacket and went downstairs.
“Clyde, where is the driver?”
“He’s parked out front in the dark grey Maserati convertible.”
“Thank you.” She turned and headed towards the rear entrance.
She walked outside, fuming and amused at Eric’s behavior. She hated to admit he had impressed her. How he managed to find out her favorite flower was very clever. She wouldn’t have thought so, if he’d used her florist. Instead, he found one much more creative than hers. Two points so far. She was curious to see how many more points he’d score before the end of the evening.
When she turned the corner, she spotted the dark grey Maserati Gran Turismo…good choice. She walked past the car as if she didn’t recognize him, and back into her building. He shook his head and waited a few minutes before going inside.
Olivia stood next to the intercom and counted, “Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three…” Bzzz…bzzz…bzzz. She picked up the receiver. “Hello.”
“Miss Bennett, this is Clyde.”
“Yes.”
“Mister—“
“Doctor…” Eric interrupted.
“I’m sorry. Dr. King is here. Should I send him up?”
“Tell Dr. King, if he’s not at my door at seven, our date is off.” Click.
Chapter 5
Olivia was angry, excited, and impressed. Eric was the first man in a while to stand toe to toe with her. She had to change her approach.
The doorbell rang and she looked at her watch…seven. She waited a few seconds, walked over to the door, and looked out the peephole. She let out a deep breath and opened the door. Damn, he looked good.
“Dr. King.”
“Miss Bennett. May I come in?”
“No.”
“No?”
“Let me get my things.” She closed the door. He stood on the other side of the closed door laughing. A few seconds later, the door opened. Olivia stepped out, closed and locked the door. She didn’t say anything as they walked to the elevator.
They stood in front of the elevator and he looked her up and down. They boarded the elevator and rode in silence. This was a different kind of battle. When the elevator landed, the doors opened and he waited for her to exit first, and then followed behind her.
