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As we walked arm in arm through the apartment complex I couldn’t help but notice several of Julia’s neighbors peering out from behind their window curtains at us. Julia was obviously delighting in all the attention. When we got out to the Benz she really played it up. I opened the car door for her and ceremoniously helped her step into the car, like Cinderella into her coach.
“Edward this car is incredible! Did you just get it?”
“Yes I did. Do you like it?”
“Are you kidding? What’s not to like?”
“I’m glad……… because it’s yours!”
“Aaaaahhhhh! Oh my God! I can’t believe it! Edward are you serious?”
Julia was literally dancing in her leather seat.
“I would never kid about such a thing.”
I stepped on the gas and headed west toward the ocean and our evening of extravagance.
“Oh Edward I can’t wait to eat at Pacific Edge and have all eyes on us! I could definitely get used to this lifestyle!”
“Looks like you’re having no trouble so far.”
I guess it was only natural for Julia to go off the deep end a bit but I wasn’t used to seeing her act this way.
The maitre’d led us over to my usual table; located in a quiet private corner of the restaurant with a dramatic view of the Pacific Ocean crashing on the craggy rocks below.
We dined on a sumptuous seafood feast and my favorite reserved wines from our Armani Napa Vineyards. After our amazing meal we took to the floor for a very romantic slow dance. Julia pressed her soft sensual body into mine while the bluesy torch singer swayed to the sultry sounds of her backup band and crooned into the microphone about unrequited love. Right on cue the paparazzi began their assault on our privacy. Julia calmed my anger by reminding me that that was exactly what we wanted; media publication of our pretend courtship.
During our ride home I reflected on our evening together. Everything about it was perfect: I had eaten the finest food, drank the best wine, danced with the most beautiful woman in my arms, and I was driving a luxury automobile home to my hilltop estate. But something was noticeably missing. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I brushed my suspicions aside and chalked it up to what was probably just me overanalyzing things again.
“Edward you just passed up the turn-off to my place. You need to make a u-turn now.”
“No. No u-turn.”
“Huh? What are you doing? You need to turn around.”
“There’s no turning around now Julia. You don’t live there anymore. You live at my house now.”
