Deadlines (Deadlines Mysteries Book 1) by Camilla Chafer

Author:Camilla Chafer [Chafer, Camilla]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Audacious
Published: 2016-06-28T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

"I do. I do, I do, I... Grrr." I bashed the steering wheel with my hand, annoyed at the sound of Ben's voice echoing in my head. It wasn't exactly what I wanted to think about as I showered, much less when I dressed in the slinky, black dress, and when I was strapping on my heels. It wasn't the refrain I wanted to hear when I drove to the restaurant either. Even the voice of Bruno Mars on high volume couldn’t drown out his words. "I definitely do not," I told the rearview mirror as I fluttered my mascara'd lashes. "Ben Kosina, you are never, ever, walking me down the aisle! Oh, the restaurant!" I pulled over, waited for a Toyota to exit from the space and pulled in, mentally thanking the parking angels for this piece of magic: a parking space within heel-tottering distance of the restaurant.

I looked around, searching for Richard, but he was nowhere to be seen. With a fashionable ten minutes late on my watch, I figured he was inside already. Giving my makeup a last once-over, I grabbed my satin purse and exited my car, relieved that the evening was still warm. If there was one thing in LA I could definitely get used to, it was the weather. It knocked the socks off those chilly days on the east coast. Not that anything could replace the warmth of a cozy evening with my Gran as snowflakes flurried outside, while the smell of hot chocolate and melting marshmallows toasted us inside.

Pushing aside homesick memories, I walked towards the restaurant, hoping that the slinky, black dress was proper attire. I wanted to pull off sexy, yet elegant. Mike’s vote was for slutty. What did Richard like? I wondered. Anyway, did it really matter? So long as I felt comfortable in what I was wearing?

Pausing in the doorway of a closed shop, I quickly reassessed my outfit. Dress fitted in all the right places? Check. High neckline balanced by above-the-knee hem to show off my legs? Check. Nice heels to compliment said legs? Check. Pretty drop earrings and elegant clutch? Damn, I truly had it. I was still smiling at myself as I walked into the restaurant, a smile that only got broader when Richard looked up, and his mouth opened with anticipation as I walked across the room toward him.

"You look sensational," he said, rising to greet me with a kiss on the cheek. "Great dress."

"Thank you. You look very handsome too."

"Very? Not just a little bit?" he joked.

"Very," I confirmed as we sat down. I wasn't just being polite. Richard was nicely dressed for the occasion in smart ,black slacks and a striped shirt, left open at the neck to keep it casual and provide balance to the formal, double cuffs. His watch was moderately expensive without being flashy. I would have taken a peek at his shoes, but the crisp white tablecloth hid them from view. I guessed he was wearing loafers, in a smart, casual style.

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