ospital, she had searched the whole ballroom frantically yet

r. Had someone picked it? Or had it somehow fallen into the hands of the mysterious stranger she had kissed, she stayed baffled with her mind

and she turned to face him “You still haven’t told me your name, you could be a serial k

w. He glanced at her as her eyes searched his. Her eyes, pools of endless curiousity searched his gaze. She was untrusting and he didn’t blame her. But he needed her and until then, he needed to keep

her as the approached the parking lot at the ho

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ring that much my dear” That question hit a nerve to Emily, and he wasn’t wrong

e spoke, not wanting to meet the strong gaze he threw in her direction, he

nch then” “You really don’

help” he went around to open the car

e replied to her

ucked into some fancy pants but he didn’t seem to mind, his placed on the small of her back guiding her on. He guided her to their table, which was draped in crisp white linen, surrounded by a backdrop of whispered conversations and the gentle melodies of a pianist’s fingertips caressing the ivories. There was the rich aroma of freshly baked bread and delicately seared meat wafting through the air, tantalizing Emily’s senses and suddenly awakening her appetite. “Right now Emily, you’ll embark on a culinary journey like no other, allow me” he said to her, signaling a waiter and she smiled “Trust me, I wasn’t going to have it any other way” Suddenly he was captivated by her natural beauty, her radiant smile

tifully plated entrees. A succulent filet mignon, cooked to absolute perfection

m that was in fact reckless, unpredictable but kind. She directed him to her place, her belly and heart full, grateful and even more curious about him. “Who are you Ethan Jacob, and why are you nice to me when you barely even know me” “I have no idea Emily, I just feel drawn to you in ways I can’t n explain and I’m meeting you for the third time so I feel fate is speaking to me” “We’ve met before?” she turned to him puzzled “I mean apart from you staring weirdly at me The Luxe, when?” “At the park” he told her “Your knees were bleeding, and I offered you flowers” “Oh” the memories suddenly rushing back, the unpleasantness of that