Almost Easy by Amelia Oliver & Kate Hastings

Author:Amelia Oliver & Kate Hastings [Oliver, Amelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-28T16:00:00+00:00

CH 11

NOLAN

I’m excited to say that tonight, I have a date. Rupert texted me yesterday and asked if I would be interested in going out with him and of course I fucking am. We’ve both been busy with work and haven’t seen each other for a few days, but we’ve been communicating via text and suggestive emails. The heat and excitement we have when we physically interact isn’t lost in our strictly verbal dialogue. In fact, I think we’re a bit more daring and suggestive this way and it only amps us both up for the next time we get together.

Since Rupert likes when I don’t shower after work, I head straight to the restaurant from the job site. It’s not like I’m a mess or anything, I sat in the trailer most the day and knocked out paperwork.

I pull into the valet parking, which is all they offer at the new tapas place my sister suggested. It’s not due to the place wanting to be high-end, but because the parking lot looks like it’s still needing to be paved. Handing the valet my truck keys as I pass by, I run a hand through my hair and enter the main doors. The place is packed and I take in the rustic, Spanish ambiance of the décor. Dark metals, faded woods, tile floors, dimmed lighting. I can’t see Rupert as I scan the faces and I’m about to text him to see what’s up.

“Mr. Frederickson?” a woman says and I turn to face her and nod. “You’re seated upstairs, would you like me to show you?” she offers.

Looking over, I see the stairs and tell her I can manage, moving between the other patrons waiting to be seated and make my way up the long steel staircase. Taking in the design and build of the place, it’s something I always do and don’t even notice I’m doing it most the time. When I reach the top, I expect to be bombarded with another massive grouping of tables and chairs filled with people, but I’m not. There’s only one table, a long table that could seat at least thirty people, but there’s only one person sitting there, Rupert.

He rises from his seat as I approach, pulling out the seat at the head of the table for me. His eyes devour me and I smile, moving to kiss him when we get close enough.

“Hi,” he breathes out once I let his mouth free, his eyes now looking at my lips.

“Hey,” I reply, moving to sit down and he does the same.

There’s already two bottles of Dos Equis and glasses on either side of a wood pallet of thinly sliced chorizo.

“Am I late?” I ask.

“No, I was early. Had some calls to return and the place looked busy so…”

“How did we get the whole upstairs?” I ask.

He gives me a look, one like he’s been caught and his cheeks begin to pink.

“I made reservations… said I had a business meeting, because I wanted privacy, and they gave us this.

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