The NYCE Girls! by Raquel Belle

Author:Raquel Belle [Belle, Raquel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

Jason

When Laura called me out of the blue and told me where to find Cara, I didn’t waste any time. I called Charles, my driver, immediately and had him bring the car out front. I was still supposed to have a couple conference calls this evening but I cancelled them all. When I pulled up to the Manhattan coffee shop Laura had specified, I recognized Cara immediately, even from the back. That blonde halo of hair on her head was shining as bright as ever and she was sitting with the same group of girls I’d seen her with that night at Edgar’s.

Now, on the entire car ride over, she’s quiet. I notice she seems visibly relieved when I tell her where we’re headed. Maury’s Boathouse is a nice seafood spot near the water in lower Manhattan. It’s a good, decent restaurant. It’s not red-checked tablecloths but it’s not white linen table cloths either. It falls somewhere in between in terms of fanciness. Of course, I didn’t tell Cara the real reason I had settled on Maury’s Boathouse.

It’s not until we enter the restaurant that my secret is out of the bag. “Holy fuck,” Cara exclaims as we enter. She turns to me with an almost accusing stare. The restaurant is empty. Normally it would be bustling with the after-work crowd of bankers and lawyers this time of the day. I took care of that. For the right amount of cash, you can get the place cleared out—even within a couple hours.

A single table in the middle of the broad open space is set with plates, cutlery, and wine glasses. All the other tables are empty except for a single, long white tapered candle sitting on each one, burning gently and casting a magical glow over the entire space. The room is lit only by candles and by some strings of white fairy lights pinned up on the walls. I watch as Cara takes in the room, her eyes glimmering with the reflection of the candlelight.

“Care to sit down?” I ask, gesturing towards the table in the middle.

“Sure,” she replies gruffly, striding ahead of me to the table. I pull out her chair for her and then take the seat opposite her. “Just a ‘relaxed, casual dinner’ huh?” she asks, arching an eyebrow.

“I wanted a quiet place to talk in private. It didn’t seem appropriate to invite you to my private residence…”

“So you cleared out an entire restaurant?”

I shrug. “I wanted you to be comfortable.”

“Always the gentleman,” she says, with a hint of sarcasm.

“I try.” I clear my throat, not sure where to start. I’ve been so intent on trying to get Cara to talk to me that I hadn’t even really thought about what I’d say if I ever got the opportunity. Now, the opportunity is staring me straight in the face. I’ve never seen her blue eyes look so steely. Even the candlelight can’t soften her gaze. I’m starting to get an idea of what it’s like to square off against this woman in a courtroom.

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