that sound delicious I can’t decide which one I want to try.” Lillian asks the guys.
“The Chicken Marsala is good, and if you like seafood then the shrimp scampi is amazing too.” Rob replies to her.
I look over at Dexter and ask him what he recommends, and he tells me I need to try the Lasagna, and then if I trust his opinion on the lasagna and I love it as much as he does he would bring me back another night this week before we leave. That way I can try his second favorite dish which is the chicken marsala as Rob had suggested before. So, I agree to try the lasagna secretly hoping he doesn’t back out on his promise to bring me back before we head back to North Carolina on Saturday. It’s easy being around him. We have an undeniable connection, and I find myself sad about going back home in a few days.
Our food arrives and he was right, the lasagna is to die for. The blend of different cheeses and sauce with the pasta, it almost melts in my mouth and I let out a moan of approval at the taste.
Dexter looks at me with one eye brow raised.
“I guess I can take that moan as a good sign, and that you will be allowing me to bring you back here in a few days.” Dexter asks.
“Absolutely, this is delicious. You’ve got yourself a date.” When I realize what I just said I start to backpedal a bit.
“Ugh..I mean not like a real date. I just meant that ya know we will be coming back here again on a different date like date as in a different day, like today is Sunday so we can come back like on Tuesday. Ya know a different day. I didn’t mean ya know, me as the date you’ll bring or whatever.” I had to stop myself from rambling on. I was having trouble forming complete sentences and I was making myself look like a fool.
Dexter is looking at me with amusement in his eyes.
“God you’re adorable when you ramble on like that. Relax sweetheart. I should have made myself clear to start with. When I asked you to come back with me another time you can bet your sweet ass I meant it as a date with you. Courtney will you do me the honor of coming on a date with me back to this fine establishment of Italian food and try the chicken Marsala with me?”
“Oh ugh yeah Dex. I would love to go on a date with you.” I peeped up at him through my lashes. I could feel the blush on my cheeks. I stole a peek at Lillian and Rob as well. Lillian is looking at me with shock and maybe a tiny bit of approval. Rob is looking at Dex like he has grown two heads. Hmmm maybe this is a new thing for Dexter. Maybe, just maybe I am the only woman he has ever asked out on a second date before. Well maybe he doesn’t consider this an actual date and he’s planning on our next night being our first and only date. Heck, maybe he is just still trying to be nice. Aw hell, I don’t know and honestly I don’t really care at this point, I am only here until Saturday. Best make the most of it while we are here because once we cross back into the North Carolina border its back to reality. Besides it’s not like anything could ever come of us anyway. I have three kids, once he finds that out I am sure that will be enough to send him running to the hills.
We finish our dinner and the conversation flows easily. We chat about how it is for the guys filming and all the fun pranks they pull on each other on set. Lillian and I talk about our family back home. We safely avoid the topic of Dave, and I silently signal to Lillian to leave out anything about the kids tonight. She seems to get the hint because she doesn’t bring them up at all. I know that is hard for her because she could win the proud aunt of the year award with as much as she usually brags about the kids twenty-four seven.
They ask what we do for work. I almost slip up and say that I don’t work that I am a stay at home mom. However, I remember the job I am going to be starting a week after we arrive back home and tell them all about that instead. They seem genuinely interested in
“The Chicken Marsala is good, and if you like seafood then the shrimp scampi is amazing too.” Rob replies to her.
I look over at Dexter and ask him what he recommends, and he tells me I need to try the Lasagna, and then if I trust his opinion on the lasagna and I love it as much as he does he would bring me back another night this week before we leave. That way I can try his second favorite dish which is the chicken marsala as Rob had suggested before. So, I agree to try the lasagna secretly hoping he doesn’t back out on his promise to bring me back before we head back to North Carolina on Saturday. It’s easy being around him. We have an undeniable connection, and I find myself sad about going back home in a few days.
Our food arrives and he was right, the lasagna is to die for. The blend of different cheeses and sauce with the pasta, it almost melts in my mouth and I let out a moan of approval at the taste.
Dexter looks at me with one eye brow raised.
“I guess I can take that moan as a good sign, and that you will be allowing me to bring you back here in a few days.” Dexter asks.
“Absolutely, this is delicious. You’ve got yourself a date.” When I realize what I just said I start to backpedal a bit.
“Ugh..I mean not like a real date. I just meant that ya know we will be coming back here again on a different date like date as in a different day, like today is Sunday so we can come back like on Tuesday. Ya know a different day. I didn’t mean ya know, me as the date you’ll bring or whatever.” I had to stop myself from rambling on. I was having trouble forming complete sentences and I was making myself look like a fool.
Dexter is looking at me with amusement in his eyes.
“God you’re adorable when you ramble on like that. Relax sweetheart. I should have made myself clear to start with. When I asked you to come back with me another time you can bet your sweet ass I meant it as a date with you. Courtney will you do me the honor of coming on a date with me back to this fine establishment of Italian food and try the chicken Marsala with me?”
“Oh ugh yeah Dex. I would love to go on a date with you.” I peeped up at him through my lashes. I could feel the blush on my cheeks. I stole a peek at Lillian and Rob as well. Lillian is looking at me with shock and maybe a tiny bit of approval. Rob is looking at Dex like he has grown two heads. Hmmm maybe this is a new thing for Dexter. Maybe, just maybe I am the only woman he has ever asked out on a second date before. Well maybe he doesn’t consider this an actual date and he’s planning on our next night being our first and only date. Heck, maybe he is just still trying to be nice. Aw hell, I don’t know and honestly I don’t really care at this point, I am only here until Saturday. Best make the most of it while we are here because once we cross back into the North Carolina border its back to reality. Besides it’s not like anything could ever come of us anyway. I have three kids, once he finds that out I am sure that will be enough to send him running to the hills.
We finish our dinner and the conversation flows easily. We chat about how it is for the guys filming and all the fun pranks they pull on each other on set. Lillian and I talk about our family back home. We safely avoid the topic of Dave, and I silently signal to Lillian to leave out anything about the kids tonight. She seems to get the hint because she doesn’t bring them up at all. I know that is hard for her because she could win the proud aunt of the year award with as much as she usually brags about the kids twenty-four seven.
They ask what we do for work. I almost slip up and say that I don’t work that I am a stay at home mom. However, I remember the job I am going to be starting a week after we arrive back home and tell them all about that instead. They seem genuinely interested in
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