Streams of dim lights, dropped from the cathedral ceilings, hanging low just above the tables. The tall booths curved in half circles, padded and lined with crushed red velvet material. Draped white cloths, rippled loosely over the tables with the shadows, flickering from the candles at the center. Perfectly folded napkins, filled square plates with empty wine glasses set at the table's edge. The rich scent of spices, sour dough bread, and cheeses filled the air with the hum of people, quietly dining.
Denna sat waiting, dressed to kill, at a small table for two. At least that's what she called it. "A first impression is something you can never take back." she thought to herself.
A short and silky lining, kissed her skin with black lace, covering the short dress she wore. Strapless and bare, her breasts pressed against the inside of the cool material, holding it in place. The sheer, black, laced thong was all that covered her neatly shaved skin with her toes peeking from the tops of her high heels, as the straps wrapped around her small ankles. She was determined to have a good time tonight. A night out on the town would've been better but, this blind date would have to do.
"Can I get you something to drink?" a waiter asked, standing at the edge of the table with a large, white towel, hanging over his forearm.
"Yes. A glass of red wine, please." Denna smiled, crossing her legs.
"Dry or sweet?" the waiter questioned.
"Hmm. Lets go with the sweet." Denna replied with a smile.
"Will you be expecting anyone?" the waiter asked, glancing at the empty place next to her.
"Yes. But, he will order when he arrives." Denna answered, secretly hoping he'd show.
The waiter smiled, leaving her table, passing by another gentleman, standing diagonally from Denna's table. The waitress held her hand out and with a nod, he slid into his seat as she walked away.
Removing his dinner jacket, he laid it down beside him. Resting his elbows at the edge of the table, his dark blue buttoned up shirt, not hiding his fit and healthy body. His muscular form creased against his shirt near the bend of his arm, while he pulled the tie away from his neck. He looked over flashing a sexy smile, his eye lashes uncovered his deep set eyes, and a days worth of stumble, shadowing his jaw line.
Denna held her glass up, as if to toast to the evening or what would become of it. She smiled, taking a sip, unable to turn away, catching herself in a stare. "What are you doing? You're meeting someone else!" she thought, taking a bigger swallow from her glass. She glanced down at her purse, her cell phone vibrating, the soft light showing a message.
Test Message from Jen:
"Txt or call me about your date later. You know I can't wait!"
Denna giggled and then cleared the message, looking at the time. "7:35pm, it's about time this date got started." she thought to herself, looking toward the door.
The waitress approached the gentleman's table once again, resting a plate on her arm.
"Can I get you something to drink, Sir?" she spoke, as he looked up.
His voice barely heard, Denna watched his lips move as he spoke to her. When the waitress left, Denna quickly looked away, trying to find something for her eyes to do. It was just too easy to look at him.
Just then the waiter stopped at the table. "Your guest." the waiter said, seemingly trying to introduce them.
"Hi, Brian." Denna smiled, as she moved to get up.
"Hi, Denna. Oh... don't get up." Brian said, sliding into the booth.
"What can I get you to drink?" the waiter said, patiently, waiting for the introductions to get over.
"A coke." Brian said, plainly. Denna wrinkled her nose in wonder but, tried not to show any reaction.
Denna briefly looked around the waiter as the gentleman caught her eyes, a quick wink and then he held up his wine glass. Seconds later, an attractive lady appeared before him, sliding in next to him, as she kissed him on the cheek.
Denna quickly looked away and turned her attention back toward Brian.
"So..." Denna began to speak, finding it difficult to start a conversation. "I'm glad you made it." smiling, her chin resting inside her palm.
"Yeah, I figured, hey... I have nothing to loose..." he paused, "...And from seeing the picture that Jen had of you and now sitting next too you, it was a smart move. You look better than your picture!" Brian said, folding his fingers together.
Denna watched Brian's cute smile curl at the edge of his lips as he continued to look into her eyes. She looked away for a moment, picking up her wine glass, taking a small sip. The waiter approached the table, leaving the glass of coke in front of Brian as Denna watched his hand grip the glass, bringing it up to his mouth.
He wore a dusty, brown dinner jacket, snug to his shoulders which covered up, what appeared to be a surfer's t-shirt. His hair a dirty blonde, cut choppy with gel dampening the edges of his wavy curls.
"That's very sweet of you. I've never been on blind date." Denna hesitated for a moment, "...I didn't really want to try dating online and Jen said you were a nice guy." she added, feel as though she'd read it off a card, hiding under the table.
"Jen's great. We've worked together for a long time." Brian said, flatly.
"Funny, she's never mentioned you..." Denna said puzzled, "...Until recently that is." she added, fumbling over her words again. Jen shared everything, it wasn't like her to leave anything out.
