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~ I'm excited Excited because I know something he doesn't know which is basically going to wrap this night up perfectly.
Tonight I got to pick where we ate dinner. Seeing as I made reservations for this damn restaurant two months ago and paid a hefty fucking amount just to get in, if that doesn't prove my love then I don't know what does.
This is literally the only date where he's allowing me to pay so I'm pulling out all the stops and going big. It's not that often I can plus he deserves to be spoiled just as much as he does me
Fuck, if this relationship doesn't work out my bar for standards for anyone else would be in literal heaven. I refuse to settle for anything less at this point
Elijah parked the car, his curiosity getting the best of him. I watched his eyes scan the clearly over the top five star restaurant. The outside was completely dark except for the over exaggerated lights that decorated the outside interior. The water fountains also had lights, the water a light shade of blue and really pretty.
I grabbed my purse from the back seat going to open my car door only for it to be pushed back closed.
I looked into the glaring eyes of my boyfriend, smiling sheepishly at him while mumbling a quiet "sorry."
He opened the door himself, taking my hand in his. "Try that again."
"I said sorry."
Fixing my dress I pulled it down making sure to keep my bookie covered. Can't be flashing the people. Closing the door I slid my arm in his. We walked to the front entrance one of the doorman greeting us and letting us in.
The inside was dimly lit, the lights over above our heads in forms of crystals. The floor was a shiny black, the walls matching it's dark color with streaks of gold. You could smell the food upon entering, hear the light talking, see the singer upon the stage in all her beauty and glory
She looked magnificent and her voice was soft yet sweet. Tranquil even. Her looks only amplified her amazing voice, her white silky dress cascading down her long legs. I don't know, but the look she's giving that pianist showed she was ready to strip just for him and him alone.
I gave the nice lady at the front my name and she made sure I was who I said I was. We don't wait that long before being approached
"Bonne soirée!" One of the hostess greeted us smiling, her green eyes twinkling under the light's glow.
Transition: Good evening!
"Je suis votre hôtesse Geneviève. Je vais vous montrer votre table."
Translation: I am your hostess Genevieve. I will be showing you to your table
Oh, did I forget to mention this is a French restaurant? And that I also speak French? Perks of having a strict father, I'm basically multilingual.
