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“Always,” she says with a smile as she pulls back. “Now, you better get going, you don’t want to be late,” she chuckles.
“You are right, I got to go. Wish me luck,” I squeal as we walk out of my bedroom.
Scott is waiting for Brianne in the living room and I give him a wave.
“If you need one of us, call us, Ellie, and we will be there,” Scott tells me.
“Only if I need you,” I call back, certain he is talking about him and his men. I walk out the door, knowing they will lock up for me.
I get to the resort with a few minutes to spare and make my way to the restaurant. It’s busy, but not overly busy, I’m looking around while I wait at the stand for the hostess to come back. The air feels charged, and as I look around to see what is causing me to feel this way, my eyes fall on a gorgeous man sitting at a table alone, looking straight at me.
I swear I feel my mouth drop open, I forget to breathe, my knees shake, and even though I know I should look away, I can’t. I feel a strange pull to this drool-worthy man, buckle my knees, drop dead gorgeous. I discreetly wipe the sides of my mouth to make sure there is no drool actually coming out of my mouth. The hostess comes back and blocks his view from me so I can get myself together.
“Can I help you?”
“Yes, I have a reservation for Ellie.”
“Ahh, yes, ma’am. Your date just got here a few minutes ago. I’ll take you to your table,” she leads me in the direction of the gorgeous god, and I’m thinking, there is no way he is my date. Imagine my complete shock when she stops at his table and says I hope you both have a wonderful night.There is no way he could be my date. God, I’m screwed.I think to myself as he stands up.
“Ellie?”
“Ryan?” I croak out.
“Yes,” he breathes a sigh, and gives me a panty-melting smile that has me rubbing my thighs discreetly together. “It’s so good to finally meet you. You look gorgeous,” he tells me, pulling my chair out for me to sit.
“Thank you,” I say breathlessly, trying to get my composure back before he thinks I’m an idiot. “It’s great to finally meet you too. You look quite handsome.”Handsome doesn’t even describe this man. Holy Fuck. Yep, that’s exactly what I want to do.My mind and body definitely have other ideas for this date. I smile at him as he takes a seat across from me. I lift my menu to look it over while trying to get my libido to calm down.
“Have you ever eaten here before?” he asks nonchalantly while perusing his menu.
“No. I was surprised when I called, and they said they could reserve a table for us,” I admit, still flustered.
“So, this will be a first for both of us then,” he says with that killer smile, and I melt into my seat.
I want to fan myself, but I don’t want it to seem obvious that this man is getting to me. I have to remember he just wanted to be friends.God, how can I only be friends with this gorgeous man?I continue pretending to look over the menu while my thoughts run rampant when the waitress comes up to take our drink order, asking if we still need a few more minutes to look at the menu.
Ryan asks, “Do you have any specials tonight?”
I thought she was going to drop her writing pad and pen right there on the spot, but she quickly composes herself, and tells us the special for the night, which turns out to be what we both order. She quickly takes our menus, trying not to be obvious as she keeps looking at him, but I haven’t missed her batty eyelashes yet. When she finally looks at me, I quirk my eyebrow at her, and she at least looks a bit embarrassed and tries to give me a small smile.
I smile back when all I want to do, is claw her eyes out of her head.What the hell is wrong with me?
Once she leaves, I look over at Ryan, and we both go to speak at the same time.
“You go first,” he says with a laugh.
“I was just going to ask how you like Maine so far?” I ask with a laugh.
“It’s beautiful here, it seems very peaceful,” he tells me, looking at me.
“It is that, it’s definitely very peaceful here. How long are you going to be in town?”
“I took a week of leave.”
“That’s great, you’ll have time to see some of what we have to offer if you are interested.”
“Absolutely,” he says with a smile.
Just then, the waitress brings our food, and it smells wonderful. She sets the plates down on the table in front of us, this time not allowing her eyes to look onto Ryan for longer than it takes to set the plate in front of him. Once she leaves, we begin eating.
