His Virgin Stripper (A Billionaire Romance) by Bella Grant

Author:Bella Grant [Grant, Bella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01N958HZI
Goodreads: 33002144
Published: 2016-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

Randi

I felt a little like a country mouse in the big city. The restaurant, though semi-casual, was the fanciest place I’d ever been to. The table was beautifully set, the ambiance in the restaurant romantic but not overtly so. Couples sat at small tables around us, though not close enough to eavesdrop, a favorite pastime of mine when waiting on food at a restaurant or café.

I glanced up at the light fixtures, thinking to myself that those probably cost more than my crappy car with the shoddy air conditioner, which I still hadn’t paid to have fixed. The waiter who had pulled out my chair had been dressed as if he were the one on a date in black slacks, a white button-up and tie, with a small apron tied discretely around his waist.

“Good evening. I’m Charles, your server for this evening.” He held out a book bound between soft leather sheaves. I glanced at Eliot and took it from him. “The wine list is quite extensive, but if you have a preference, I can certainly make suggestions.”

I looked from his waiting expression to Eliot’s small smile and decided the truth was the most appropriate thing to say. “I know nothing about wine.” I extended the book to Eliot, whose smile broadened, making me wonder if he was making fun of me. My back went up a little, and I lifted a haughty eyebrow at him.

“Which do you prefer?” he asked, completely unaware that he might have been rude, indicating he wasn’t being rude intentionally. “Red or white?” He looked at me expectantly, the same smile on his face.

“Red, sweet rather than dry,” I answered quietly, letting my eyes drift to the waiter, who waited patiently. “We might need a moment to go through the novel you handed us.”

Charles chuckled, nodding. “I completely understand. It can be a bit daunting if you’re unfamiliar with our stores.” He glanced at Eliot, who had opened the book and was flipping to the reds. “Would you like a suggestion that might please the lady?”

Eliot frowned as he read through the list. “Well, since it will take me nearly an hour to read the list, I think that is a great idea.” He closed the book and handed it to him.

Charles nodded his head graciously. “Of course.”

He rattled off the names of three wines, names in languages I didn’t understand. After each, he described them with words such as ‘softer’ or ‘having a slightly woody’ flavor and listing the price per bottle, all of which caused my stomach to clench. One bottle was the price of all my utility bills combined, and another was close to double that.

Eliot listened closely to each description and asked, “If you were drinking one, which would you choose?”

With a smile, Charles leaned in. “Honestly sir, I’ve only tasted one, the Melbac, and it’s delicious. I recommend the others because they are favorites among regular customers.”

“What do you think, Randi?” Eliot asked me.

The Melbac, I remembered was the most expensive.

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