Silver Bells by Tinnean

Author:Tinnean [Tinnean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2017-11-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

This is the oddest relationship I’ve ever had, Charles thought as he knotted his tie and then smoothed back his hair. He and Ginevra had been dating for almost seven months, and in that time—nothing. That wasn’t to say Ginevra was a tease. She just made it clear where she drew the line.

They’d gone to dinner, to the movies, to plays, dancing, but they’d never gone to bed.

Charles had hoped to steal second base on occasion, even though he’d never made it to first. That in itself was what was odd, because he’d never been inclined to kiss Max. Well, one of his first and foremost rules was not to kiss men.

And while he was certain fondling Ginevra’s breasts and caressing her hips and ass would be…magical…he found himself desperate to kiss her, to taste her pouty lips, rub his tongue against hers.

Well, fingers crossed, tonight might be the night.

* * * *

Charles took her to Raphael’s again for dinner. The restaurant was decorated for Christmas, with a twelve foot live blue spruce standing in pride of place in the lobby. Swags of pine garlands draped from the elaborate cornices, and silver bells hung from the perigee of the garlands. In a secluded corner, one of the restaurant’s employees played carols and holiday songs on a keyboard—there was no room for even a baby grand piano—Charles didn’t recall seeing there before.

They checked their coats, and the maître’d escorted them to a table for two. He left them with menus.

Ginevra glanced through the items briefly, then gave Charles a cool smile. “I’ll have the tilapia piccata, I think. I’ll keep it light tonight.”

“Are you feeling all right?”

“Of course.”

His heart gave a thump. Could this be the night? To be on the safe side, Charles ordered a light meal as well.

* * * *

Afterward, they decided to skip dessert—well, Ginevra did, and Charles went along with it—and after he paid the check and left a nice tip in honor of the season, they collected their coats and walked out into the crisp night air.

“Where are you parked?” he asked, checking the street for the familiar Lincoln.

“I took a cab tonight.”

“Uh…I’ll call car service for you.” They’d have to return to the restaurant while they waited, but it would give him extra time with her.

“Would you care to come up for a nightcap, Charles?”

For a second, he couldn’t catch his breath. Say something, you idiot!

“I would, thank you.” He led her to his car and opened the passenger door. Fortunately, he wasn’t the sort to leave food wrappers and empty coffee cups scattered on the seat and floor. He waited until she was seated and had fastened her seatbelt, then closed the door and went around the rear of the car so she wouldn’t see him practically dancing to the driver’s side..

He got in and turned on the ignition. While they waited for the heater to warm up, he snapped on the radio and found a station that played Christmas oldies, including the one he remembered Matheson’s secretary singing at the last Christmas party.

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