My blind customer

Chapter 23

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Chapter 23

After they resumed eating their delicious meal, they were lead to the exit by their waiter, who thanked them for choosing chef Moore's restaurant to have their meal. He really wanted to tell them he was sorry too for the stupid maitre that had upset them, but they seemed happy enough and he didn't want to ruin their mood once more. So he remained silent on the matter and wished them goodnight after he helped Mike enter the taxi. Not that Mike really needed that much help, afterall he had Nicky who was too eager to guide him to the taxi. But nevertheless the waiter felt he contributed some by holding the door of the taxi for Mike to enter. He himself and his sons were faithful readers of Mike's books and was crazy mad at the stupid new maitre that had dared to insult Mike's date. According to his opinion she was a sweet and kind lady that admittedly dressed a bit conservative, but that didn't matter. If Mike thought she was worthy of his companion then she was golden to him. he had voiced his opinion to the maitre as soon as he had been able to corner him in the kitchen, while he tried to suck up to chef Moore apologising for his insults to Mike.

So Mike and Nicky entered the taxi. 

"Nicky tell the good man where you live so that he can take us there"

"Oh there is no reason for that. Just tell him to take us to your place and I ll take a bus from there."

"Don't be absurd Nicky, we are not going to have this conversation again! Don't waste your breath and tell him your address. I am not going to leave you running around on a bus when it is not at all an inconvenience to get there with the taxi."

Nicky huffed and knowing she didn't have a chance of winning this argument, she told the taxi driver her address. After that they remained in a companionable silence till they reached Nicky's place.

When they were at her door Nicky thanked him for the great meal they shared, bid him goodnight and exited the taxi. She didn't expect Mike to descend from the taxi too and follow her. He placed his hand to her shoulder and followed her until they reached her door.

"You really didn't have to bring me to the door, you know."

"This wouldn't be a proper date if I didn't" he said and with his right hand touching her face, he bent down and placed a sweet kiss to her mouth. That kiss soon turned into a sinful embrace when she gasped and opened her mouth.  That was all the invitation Mike needed. He entered her mouth with his tongue and showed her how he longed and meant to make love to her. After a few minutes or few hours, neither of them was sure how long it was, they were interrupted from the honk of the taxi. Nicky was looking at Mike through glassy eyes and holding with both her hands the front of his blouse.  

"Baby I have to go. Goodnight. I ll see you tomorrow at the cafe!" Mike said and turn around. He unfolded his cane and moved towards the taxi. The taxi driver got off the driver's seat and guided Mike to the front seat. Obviously he was one of the regular taxis that Mike used and he knew well enough the driver to sit in the front for some chit chat.

Nicky was glued to her front door looking at the interaction in front of her. She was still under the influence of his kiss. He was like a drug. Enchanting and addictive. How was she going to survive when he got tired of the little waitress working at the case he hanged around. That thought got her out of her dream world and she turned around and went up the stairs to her apartment.

Even though they had a great time she was so uncertain of herself. She just couldn't grasp why such a prime male specimen would want to have to do anything with her. She was a 23 year old waitress and he was a gorgeous cultured 30 year old renowned writer. She knew the right thing to do was let her emotions run wild, but all the things she was experiencing with him were hard to miss upon. All their conversations and of course their kisses. Those heart stopping kisses that made her melt inside. Every time he kissed her all thoughts seemed to fly off her brain. That was probably because all her blood seemed to travel on her southern regions, leaving her brain without oxygen. That was the silly part because her breathing always accelerated as if she was running on a marathon. She didn’t want to stop having those kisses and what could be beyond that. Maybe this was her only chance to have a real relationship, with romance, kisses and sex. Sex. That was a word that up until now it was just a theoretical word. Everything she knew about it came from the novels she read every spring. During that season she seemed keener to read romance novels than the adventure stories and the fairy tales she preferred the rest of the year. Now there was a possibility that she might actually have sex and she didn’t want to give that up.

So she prepared herself for bed determined not to think pessimistic of the relationship that was evolving between her and Mike. She put on her nightgown and examined herself on her mirror. Her body was not supermodel thin but she was not fat. Just a little round on her butt and breasts. That was not something she could avoid. That was exactly how her mother’s and grandmother’s body looked like. You can’t run away from you genes. No amount of diet could ever diminish her curves, unless of course she meant to starve herself to death, which she was not. Her face was kind of common too. Nothing extraordinary. Well Mike probably was interested in her because she was blind. If he could see her, he’d probably run the other way.

At that thought she smacked herself on the face. She had promised herself to be more optimistic just moments ago and now here she was again putting herself down. Their date had obviously affected her. Not Mike, he was perfect, but that horrible maitre had made her feel like less than garbage. She looked at her image on the mirror. Her nightgown was as fashionable as her other clothes. Maybe even less so. It was one of her grandmother’s that she had never had the chance to wear. And that didn’t mean it was one from her days as a young girl trying to seduce her grandfather. No, that one would have been a vintage. This one was one of those she had bought in her fifties but never got to wear because she gained more weight during her menopause. She probably had to spend some money on a new wardrobe. Not something too drastic, just a couple of everyday clothes and a night gown. Mike didn’t seem to care about her attire but other people did. And she didn’t want to embarrass him again like today.

Her mind full of thoughts and plans, she went to bed and slept. Of course it was not a dreamless sleep. Those sleeps were part of her past now. She only had dreams full of romance and sex. Her body finally awaken and demanding some action.

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