“Any plans for tomorrow evening?” Tristan asked Arianna. They were in his office and he had just finished giving dictation. She was about to get up and head back to her cubicle when his question arrested her.
“No, I don’t have any plans,” she replied.
“Good. I have two tickets for The Nutcracker and was wondering if you would like to go with me.”
For a moment she was at a loss for words. For the first time since they had been working together, he asked her out on a Saturday night. “Sure,” she said now, trying to ignore her racing pulse. This always happened when he stared at her. She noticed that he’d been doing that a lot lately. “I’d like that. Thank you.”
He smiled. “Good. We’ll have dinner first. ”
“Sounds great.” She couldn’t believe that they were having this conversation.
“I’m looking forward to tomorrow evening,” he said.
“Me too,” she replied, her pulse racing.
“I’ll pick you up at five.”
“All right. I’ll be waiting in the lobby.” She stood up and saw his gaze travel over her briefly before he turned his attention to his laptop. She quickly left the room.
When she got back to her desk, she put her notebook and pen on top of it and then went to the washroom. She stood in front of the mirror, studying herself. Why did he look at her like that? Was it the jacket that looked like a tuxedo, the red blouse with the bow or her hairstyle? Maybe she should have worn the maroon sweater she bought the other day. That color suited her better and it flattered the contours of her upper body too. She glanced down at her knee length black pencil skirt and her stocking-ed legs. From her waist down she looked fine. She really needed to spice up her wardrobe.
What on earth was she going to wear tomorrow and what was she going to do about her hair? Maybe she should march right back to his office and tell him that she couldn’t go. No. She had dreamed of going out with him ever since they started working together and now that it was finally happening, she couldn’t chicken out. Besides, she was looking forward to spending the evening with him. Sighing, she left the washroom and returned to her cubicle. She would worry about tomorrow later. For now, she had his notes to type and other work to do.
When it was time to leave, she stopped by his office. He was on the phone but he said something and put the caller on hold. “I just wanted to say goodnight,” she said.
“Goodnight, Arianna. See you tomorrow.” He waited until she left before returning to his call.
As soon as she got home, she headed straight to her bedroom and opened the doors to her wardrobe. Her anxious eyes scanned the hanging outfits to see if there was anything there that she could wear. And there it hung–the black long-sleeved sequin bodycon dress which she had worn only once and which flattered her figure. Relieved, she set it aside. And regarding her hair, she decided that she would just slick it back.
The first thing Tristan said to her when he saw her the following evening was, “You did something with your hair. I like it.”
She smiled, feeling very pleased. “Thank you.”
They walked to where his car was parked. After they pulled out of the parking lot, he said, “You know I’ve always wanted to ask you out but wasn’t sure if you’d be up for it. Not many women like to get involved with men they work with, especially their bosses.”
She stared at him. “I-I had no idea that you wanted to be in a relationship with me.”
They were at a stop light. “I do,” he replied, turning to look at her. The expression on his face made her heart skip a beat. “I know that you’re not currently in a relationship and I’m not seeing anyone so I figured that it was okay for us to see each other outside of the office. That is if you don’t have any objections.”
“I-I don’t.” Her heart was racing now. To say that she was thrilled about this whole thing would be an understatement. She was on cloud nine.
“So, it’s settled then, you and I are officially dating.”
He reached over and kissed her on the lips. When he drew back, they were both breathing heavily. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time too,” he muttered before turning away because the light had changed to green and the driver behind him honked.
Arianna’s lips were tingling. That kiss had set her heart ablaze. It was something she had fantasized about so many times but never imagined that it would actually happen. And here she was in the car, on her way to dinner and the theater. Things were finally looking up for her. Yes, sometimes, dreams do come true.
Source: Perpetual Bliss