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“It’s actually Holland’s, she let me borrow it. It fit better than I thought since Holland is so tiny.” She averts her eyes, looking down at the black material.
“Hey,” I murmur, using my thumb and forefinger to grasp her chin and bring her eyes to mine, “It looks amazing.”
“Thank you for tonight. I’ve been dying to see what you have planned.”
I knew for a fact that she would love tonight because what I have planned is the exact thing she told me only days ago.
“Well, let’s go before we’re late. Madam.” I hold my hand out to help her into the car. She slides into the back seat, and I file in behind her.
I tuck her against my side, and the entire ride to the restaurant, she nervously picks at her freshly painted nails and chews on her lip.
She has absolutely no idea what I have planned, and I love it.
“Don’t be nervous,” I whisper against her hair.
“I’m not,” she says hoarsely, “I’m not. Okay, I’m a little nervous.”
I laugh. “I know, but don’t be. Trust me.”
A look passes across her face of something I haven’t seen before, and she nods. “I do, Briggs.”
Her words feel heavy, like there’s more meaning behind them, but I don’t press. The rest of the ride, she’s quiet, pensive even, until the limo pulls up at the front of Monteverde, the restaurant I chose for tonight.
“How in the world did you get reservations here?” She whips her head toward me, her wide eyes filled with shock.
Not going to lie, it does good shit to my ego.
I smirk. “Called in a few favors.”
She stutters for a moment, “I-, O-, Wow. The last time Ty tried to get a reservation here, they were booked up for two years. I don’t even know what I’m eating for dinner tomorrow, let alone two years from now. I’m impressed, Wilson.”
“I aim to please, baby.” I retort, teasingly.
I’m glad she’s impressed, because I did have to give the owner season tickets… for the next two years to make this happen and pay a ridiculously stupid amount of money, but I’d do that shit again in a heartbeat, if it meant putting the same smile on her face that’s there now. Anything is worth it to make her smile.
She slides her hand in mine as we stand outside the restaurant, then I pull her to me and drop a kiss to the corner of her lips. “Let’s go, beautiful.”
Hand in hand, we walk into Monteverde to be greeted by a smiling hostess.
“Hi, we’ve got a reservation under Wilson.”
The girl’s eyes widen, and she stutters slightly, “B-briggs Wilson, right?”
I nod, glancing at Maddison who lifts her brow.
“Sure, uh, Mr. Russo said that you’ll have the entire dining room to yourselves tonight.”
Maddison stills next to me, and when my eyes meet her wide green eyes, she looks completely shocked. “Wait, like, as in we’re the only people here?At all?”She looks from me to the hostess, who nods slowly.
“If you’ll follow me this way, I’ll get you seated and have your wine selection out shortly.”
Maddison’s hand tightens in mine, and I chuckle. “Gotta go big or go home to impress my girl.”
“Wow.”
We follow behind the hostess, who leads us into the dining room, which is completely empty. There’s a cozy, quaint table set with a cream-linen tablecloth, adorned with several low burning candles, casting a romantic glow.
I owe you one, Russo.
