The Balance by Phoenix Ward

Author:Phoenix Ward
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-04T18:00:48+00:00

Chapter Seven - Dinner

Haley Flynn was beautiful. She had slipped into an exquisite ruby dress that hugged at her curves but left most of her more intimate features a mystery. Small silver flames dangled from her ears, a unique earring Andy had never seen before. She was dressed up in a gorgeous outfit, which Andy used as an icebreaker.

“I was beginning to think you would never call,” she said in response. She grabbed her bag from behind the door and then stepped out into the brisk air, closing it behind her. “I'm glad you did.”

“Me too,” Andy said, leading her over to Steven's car. It had to be cleaned out, a grueling task that he was more than glad he performed at this point. She had to be impressed.

“This is my brother's apartment,” she said through the passenger window. “I'd introduce you, but he's out on duty right now.” She climbed into the car after receiving a smile in response. “Where did you have in mind?” she asked. Her scent filled the car.

“A small restaurant with a lot of Italian food,” Andy said. He did well as a flirt, finding little trouble in pretending to be what he was not. “Hopefully with a lack of crying children.” Steven had picked the place.

“Ooh,” she hummed, impressed. “That's a perfect balance. You are a good first date.” They smiled at each other and drove off into the young Lumnin night.

“I have to ask,” Andy said, doing his best to exercise his grasp on the art of conversing, “what made you ask me out?”

Haley smiled with her beautiful-without-lipstick lips, a comfortable sign. Andy was surprised by her warmth toward him. Her ignorant trust. “You're cute and you're intelligent,” she explained. “It's a vibe I get. They haven't been wrong yet, so don't be the first.”

They laughed. “Trust me,” Andy said, feeling evil, “I certainly won't try to be.”

“Where are you from?” she asked.

“Chicago,” Andy replied, glancing over at her. “Since I was born.”

“You don't have a Chicago accent,” Haley commented.

Andy looked over at her. He had not lied, but she was right. “I travel a lot. I guess I don't hear it enough.” This was true.

“Is this it here?” she asked, pointing out the red canopy that sheltered the entrance to Pastafaria. He nodded in response and parked the car in one of the several better spots. Good, he thought, it'll be quiet.

Romance is regulated.

“Two?” the hostess asked. She was an older red-haired woman with warm vitality. A happy employee.

“Yes please,” Andy said. “Corner table, if you can.”

“Sure thing,” was her answer, then she lead them through the green-carpeted room with two menus cradled in her arm.

The place was dead with only three other tables occupied out of the two dozen. She brought them to a half-sized table draped in a deep purple cloth and decorated with an already lit candle. She set the menus down and said that she would be back to take their drink orders personally. They thanked her and opened up their menus.

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