A Night on the Town

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It was Shandra’s twenty-fifth birthday and as Stuart promised, it was going to be a night on the town. When she opened the door, he stood there staring her. She laughed when she saw the expression on his face. “You have no idea how funny you look at this moment.”

“Wow,” was all he could say.

“I guess you like this dress.”

“I like everything,” he replied. “You look absolutely stunning.”

“Thank you. And you look amazing in that suit.”

“Thanks. So, I was thinking that we can have dinner first at Vergina and then, go to Blue Martini afterwards for live music and dancing.”

“Sounds great.”

They shared the Baked Sicilian Chicken Wings for the appetizer, the Naples salad and for the main course, he had the Veal Piccata and she, the Chicken Marsala. For dessert, he had the Handcrafted Cannolis and she, the Homemade Gelato & Sorbetto. And to wash down the meal, they had French Vanilla coffee.

After they left the restaurant, they went to Blue Martini where they enjoyed listening to a live band until 11pm. Then, the DJ took over and played music until 2am.

“Would you like to dance?” Stuart asked her.

“Sure.” The DJ was playing slow jams. She got up and followed him to the dancefloor. They found an area and facing each other, they came together and began to move to the music. It was the first time since they had known each other that they were slow dancing. It felt nice and he was a terrific dancer.

They danced several slow songs until the DJ started to play Hip Hop. They left the dancefloor and while Shandra returned to their table, Stuart went and bought two Mocktails for them.

“Are you having a good time?” he asked when he rejoined her.

She smiled at him. “Yes. It has been a while since I’ve been to a nightclub.”

“When was the last time you were?”

“About four years ago?”

“Which nightclub did you go to?”

“Noodles.”

“Did you go alone?”

“No, it was a double date with my friend, Renata.”

“Oh? Who was your date?”

“Renata’s brother, Lance.”

“And what happened to Lance?”

“We went out only that one time.”

“How come?”

“He was a nice guy but I wasn’t attracted to him. We ended up being friends and since he moved to New York, we have kept in touch. He’s dating a woman he met at a barbecue last year.”

“How come you never mentioned him to me before?”

“I don’t know. You never asked me if I was dating anyone.”

“I guess I was afraid to ask.”

“Afraid? Why?”

“I guess I was afraid that you would say yes.”

“If I had a boyfriend, I don’t think he would have wanted me to be friends with you.”

“Why not?”

“You’re way too attractive for a woman to be just friends with and that’s probably why Natalia believed that there was something going on between you and me even though there wasn’t.”

“Don’t tell me that you’re starting to see things her way.”

“No, I’m not but I can understand why she felt the way she did.”

“Well, you don’t have a boyfriend who would object to our relationship and Natalia is out of the picture. She has been for a while now. So, what’s preventing us from taking our relationship to the next level?”

She stared at him. “You want us to take our relationship to the next level?” she asked, her heartbeat accelerating.

“Don’t you?” he countered.

“I do, but–“

“But, what?”

“I don’t want to jeopardize our friendship.”

“You think getting romantically involved will jeopardize our friendship?”

“Yes. What if things don’t work out, how will we be able to go back to being just friends again?”

“Why do you assume that things wouldn’t work out between us?”

“I don’t know. I’m just concerned that they might not.”

“So, does this mean that you want us to continue just being friends?”

“I–I don’t know. Let me think about it.”

“All right. Think about it.”

They spent the rest of the night, talking about other things, enjoying their mocktails while the music continued to pulsate. It was after one in the morning when he took her home. They stood outside of her door which she had just unlocked, facing each other. “Thank you for a great night,” she told him. “I had a wonderful time.”

“I’m very happy to hear that.”

“Will you come in for a while?”

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“Sure.” He followed her inside and she locked the door behind her before turning to face him. “Oh, I have a birthday present for you.” He said and reached into his breast pocket to take out a small wrapped box. “I hope you like it.” He handed it to her.

She took it from him, quickly unwrapped it. Her fingers eagerly opened the box and her eyes widened when she saw the Pearl Rectangle Locket Necklace. “It’s beautiful,” she exclaimed.

“So, you like it?”

“Of course, I like it!” she exclaimed. She removed the gold necklace she was wearing and put it along with the box and paper on the nearby table. She removed the locket and giving it to him, she asked him to put it on. She moved the hair aside so that he could put it on. When he was done, she turned to face him. “How does it look?”

“It looks perfect on you, just like the dress.” His expression changed and it made her heart skip a beat.

“Thank you for this beautiful locket, Stuart.” Acting quickly before she lost her nerve, she reached up and grasping his head between her hands, she pulled his head down so that she could kiss him on the lips.

Sources: Hotels.com; Fifth Avenue South; USA Today 10 Best

4 thoughts on “A Night on the Town

  1. love your stories always! somehow I’m finding that I somehow keep having to follow you when I’ve been following you which is so odd. Also, I already was current on all your posts ( I liked them all from my phone but my computer isn’t showing that. Do you notice me liking posts twice? Thanks so much!!! πŸ™

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    1. Thank you, Cindy πŸ™‚ Am so happy that you love my stories. That’s strange that you have to keep having to follow me. I notice that the number of followers increases and decreases. I will check to see if you like posts twice. You’re welcome.

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