excitement, I
click on his message.
Good morning, Ms. Hamilton.
I do hope you slept well after our date last
night. I know I did. It was an incredible evening, and I want to
thank you for spending it with me. However, I do not think I can
wait to see you again. Are you available for lunch today?
Sincerely,
Alex
He can’t wait to see me again? He wants to
see me today? Oh, my God! Funny how I was thinking the exact same
thing. I definitely want to meet him today. I decide to write him
back…as soon as I regain my composure enough to type, that is. I
draw in a few deep breaths, and then place my fingers on the
keyboard.
Why, good morning to you, too, Mr.
Preston.
I would love nothing more than to have lunch
with you today. Just let me know what time and I will be ready.
Looking forward to it.
Elizabeth
I hit the send key, and Alex sent a response
back almost immediately.
A quick response! I love that! I will pick
you up around noon.
Can’t wait to see you again!
Alex
Holy crap. I think my heart’s going to
explode. I have another date with Alexander Preston! I quickly send
Nicki an email, letting her know about last night and today, and
then I jump up and head to my room to get ready. It’s already
eleven o’clock—I slept in way too late this morning. I throw on a
pair of tan pants, with a red, tunic-type shirt and a pair of red
Dior heels to match. I put on some makeup, and then head toward the
living room, but by the time I reach the end of the hallway, the
intercom buzzer goes off.
I hit the button to activate the speaker.
“Hello? Alex?”
“Yes. Hello. Are you ready?”
“I’ll be right down.”
I scramble to put my keys and phone in my
purse, and when I look up, I find Becca standing there, smiling ear
to ear. Startled by her sudden presence, I
“Going out again?”
“Geez, Becca; you scared me! Yes, I’m going
out again. Alex sent me an email this morning asking me to lunch. I
said yes.”
“Go, Lizzy! I love this!” She nudges me
toward the door. “Don’t keep Mr. Perfect waiting. Have fun!”
“Thanks, Becca.”
I head down in the elevator, and, as usual
when it comes to thinking about Alex, my heart is pounding. The
anticipation of seeing him is almost too much to bear. The doors
open, and there he is, standing there waiting for me, in all of his
beautiful, Ralph Lauren-wearing glory. He looks stunning, and I
decide then and there that brown is definitely his color. This is
my first time seeing him wearing something somewhat casual; at
least he’s not in a suit and tie, and he looks great.
“So nice to see you again, Elizabeth.”
“Nice to see you, too”
There’s that breath-stealing smile
again.
“I hope you’re hungry,” he says. “I know
this great little spot.”
“I’m starving.”
Not necessarily for food, though, but I
wasn’t going to tell him that.
He takes me to Pearl Oyster Bar, an
excellent choice, as I just so happen to love oysters. Becca and I
used to come here all the time. The food is fantastic. A shrimp
cocktail and two orders of fried oysters later, we’re both full to
the gills, so to speak. During our meal, we’d talked about his
family, his school and business background, and I told him about my
sister, my friends, and my lack of a social life lately. Turns out,
he comes from a wealthy family—all members of which currently live
in Colorado Springs—and he is an only child. I can’t help but think
of how lonely I would feel if it was not for Becca.
“So, shall we go for a walk?” he asks. “I’m
not quite ready to give you up yet.”
My cheeks grow warm at his compliment.
“Of course,” I tell him. “That would be
lovely.”
“You’re blushing.”
“You tend to have that effect on me.”
Once outside the restaurant, he takes my
hand and leads me to an alleyway between some stores downtown. He
presses me against the wall and kisses his way up my jawline to my
ear.
“And you have this effect on
click on his message.
Good morning, Ms. Hamilton.
I do hope you slept well after our date last
night. I know I did. It was an incredible evening, and I want to
thank you for spending it with me. However, I do not think I can
wait to see you again. Are you available for lunch today?
Sincerely,
Alex
He can’t wait to see me again? He wants to
see me today? Oh, my God! Funny how I was thinking the exact same
thing. I definitely want to meet him today. I decide to write him
back…as soon as I regain my composure enough to type, that is. I
draw in a few deep breaths, and then place my fingers on the
keyboard.
Why, good morning to you, too, Mr.
Preston.
I would love nothing more than to have lunch
with you today. Just let me know what time and I will be ready.
Looking forward to it.
Elizabeth
I hit the send key, and Alex sent a response
back almost immediately.
A quick response! I love that! I will pick
you up around noon.
Can’t wait to see you again!
Alex
Holy crap. I think my heart’s going to
explode. I have another date with Alexander Preston! I quickly send
Nicki an email, letting her know about last night and today, and
then I jump up and head to my room to get ready. It’s already
eleven o’clock—I slept in way too late this morning. I throw on a
pair of tan pants, with a red, tunic-type shirt and a pair of red
Dior heels to match. I put on some makeup, and then head toward the
living room, but by the time I reach the end of the hallway, the
intercom buzzer goes off.
I hit the button to activate the speaker.
“Hello? Alex?”
“Yes. Hello. Are you ready?”
“I’ll be right down.”
I scramble to put my keys and phone in my
purse, and when I look up, I find Becca standing there, smiling ear
to ear. Startled by her sudden presence, I
“Going out again?”
“Geez, Becca; you scared me! Yes, I’m going
out again. Alex sent me an email this morning asking me to lunch. I
said yes.”
“Go, Lizzy! I love this!” She nudges me
toward the door. “Don’t keep Mr. Perfect waiting. Have fun!”
“Thanks, Becca.”
I head down in the elevator, and, as usual
when it comes to thinking about Alex, my heart is pounding. The
anticipation of seeing him is almost too much to bear. The doors
open, and there he is, standing there waiting for me, in all of his
beautiful, Ralph Lauren-wearing glory. He looks stunning, and I
decide then and there that brown is definitely his color. This is
my first time seeing him wearing something somewhat casual; at
least he’s not in a suit and tie, and he looks great.
“So nice to see you again, Elizabeth.”
“Nice to see you, too”
There’s that breath-stealing smile
again.
“I hope you’re hungry,” he says. “I know
this great little spot.”
“I’m starving.”
Not necessarily for food, though, but I
wasn’t going to tell him that.
He takes me to Pearl Oyster Bar, an
excellent choice, as I just so happen to love oysters. Becca and I
used to come here all the time. The food is fantastic. A shrimp
cocktail and two orders of fried oysters later, we’re both full to
the gills, so to speak. During our meal, we’d talked about his
family, his school and business background, and I told him about my
sister, my friends, and my lack of a social life lately. Turns out,
he comes from a wealthy family—all members of which currently live
in Colorado Springs—and he is an only child. I can’t help but think
of how lonely I would feel if it was not for Becca.
“So, shall we go for a walk?” he asks. “I’m
not quite ready to give you up yet.”
My cheeks grow warm at his compliment.
“Of course,” I tell him. “That would be
lovely.”
“You’re blushing.”
“You tend to have that effect on me.”
Once outside the restaurant, he takes my
hand and leads me to an alleyway between some stores downtown. He
presses me against the wall and kisses his way up my jawline to my
ear.
“And you have this effect on
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