follow him.
Emma is looking all over the place. God I love watching her soaking up the ambiance. We get escorted to a private dining area that I exclusively use to entertain my guests in. Candles lit on the table. Wine selected, wrapped and set in the silver bucket next to the table. I walk around to hold the chair for Emma, nodding as I do for Tony to not worry about it himself. She carefully sits down and a help her scoot in towards the table a bit. I walk around sitting myself as Tony hold my chair for me. “Thank you Tony.” I say with a nod.
Tony nods back with a smile. Dashing man in a tux even in his sixties. Damn fool won ’t retire no matter what I offer him. I shake my head at him. He arches one brow, making me chuckle. He walks to Emma, picks up her napkin from the table and offers to place it on her lap for her. She takes it from him, thanking him with a strange glare. I twitch my lips trying not to smile. I place my napkin on my lap as well, following suit. Tony moves to show me the wine. I wave him off. “No need Tony. It’s perfect. Thank you.”
“ Very good, Sir.” He says before he leaves.
Emma leans in toward me over the table. She whispers, “You just tipped everyone a total of $250.00 and we haven’t even had anything to eat yet. Are you sure we should be here?” She asks looking at me with her eyes as wide as dinner plates.
I lean over the table and place my hand on top of hers she has on the side of the table as she spoke to me. She looks petrified the poor thing.
“Yes, we definitely should be here. It’s just dinner. Relax. You will enjoy the food I am sure.” I give her hand a little squeeze leaving my hand a few moments longer since she hasn’t seem to notice yet due to her amazed look as she keeps looking around like we are on Mars for the first time with no need for oxygen. I smile.
The waiter comes over, I feel her tense under my touch, so I slowly move my hand from hers, looking up at the waiter. He picks up the menu ’s left on a side table for us, handing Emma’s to her first. Then hands me mine. I wave him off to take my menu back with him. I have it memorized. I don’t need to look at it. And what makes me really happy, is there are no prices listed on the menus. Not for me or my guests at least. We have special menus for my visits.
Emma looks up from hers to my empty hands. Back down to hers she clears her throat, taking a sip of her water. She looks like she might run away.
I offer her wine. It’s red, mmm, and it’s merlot. One I enjoy a great deal. Not sure if she knows wine or not. I will be able to tell shortly though. She nods, thanks me. Waiting for me to take a sip first, she slowly brings the crystal goblet to her lips. She parts her lips as she raises the glass to her mouth. Slowly taking a sip, she closes her eyes to savor the first taste of the wine I had breathing before we arrived.
“ Matthew, this wine is amazing.” She says as she takes another sip. God my new favorite thing to watch is her drinking wine. Not going to tell her it’s a $400.00 bottle of wine. She might never taste another sip if I did.
“ It’s one of my favorites actually. I’m glad you approve.” I say placing my glass down. She looks back down to the menu and back up at me after she had placed her glass down. She closes her lips into her mouth over her teeth, looking worried.
“ Matthew.” She whispers.
“ Yes?” I say looking back up into her sparkling eyes.
“ Is something wrong?” I ask back looking around to see if someone is near or I don’t know what.
“ Umm… Well, there aren’t any prices on this menu. I’m really not too sure of what to order.” She whispers.
“ Why are we whispering?” I whisper back to her, smiling.
She straightens her posture up in a perfect line. Her mouth drops open a bit, looking a little pout. I watch her mouth as she squirms around looking nervous. She then had the nerve to torture me further by taking the tip of her
Emma is looking all over the place. God I love watching her soaking up the ambiance. We get escorted to a private dining area that I exclusively use to entertain my guests in. Candles lit on the table. Wine selected, wrapped and set in the silver bucket next to the table. I walk around to hold the chair for Emma, nodding as I do for Tony to not worry about it himself. She carefully sits down and a help her scoot in towards the table a bit. I walk around sitting myself as Tony hold my chair for me. “Thank you Tony.” I say with a nod.
Tony nods back with a smile. Dashing man in a tux even in his sixties. Damn fool won ’t retire no matter what I offer him. I shake my head at him. He arches one brow, making me chuckle. He walks to Emma, picks up her napkin from the table and offers to place it on her lap for her. She takes it from him, thanking him with a strange glare. I twitch my lips trying not to smile. I place my napkin on my lap as well, following suit. Tony moves to show me the wine. I wave him off. “No need Tony. It’s perfect. Thank you.”
“ Very good, Sir.” He says before he leaves.
Emma leans in toward me over the table. She whispers, “You just tipped everyone a total of $250.00 and we haven’t even had anything to eat yet. Are you sure we should be here?” She asks looking at me with her eyes as wide as dinner plates.
I lean over the table and place my hand on top of hers she has on the side of the table as she spoke to me. She looks petrified the poor thing.
“Yes, we definitely should be here. It’s just dinner. Relax. You will enjoy the food I am sure.” I give her hand a little squeeze leaving my hand a few moments longer since she hasn’t seem to notice yet due to her amazed look as she keeps looking around like we are on Mars for the first time with no need for oxygen. I smile.
The waiter comes over, I feel her tense under my touch, so I slowly move my hand from hers, looking up at the waiter. He picks up the menu ’s left on a side table for us, handing Emma’s to her first. Then hands me mine. I wave him off to take my menu back with him. I have it memorized. I don’t need to look at it. And what makes me really happy, is there are no prices listed on the menus. Not for me or my guests at least. We have special menus for my visits.
Emma looks up from hers to my empty hands. Back down to hers she clears her throat, taking a sip of her water. She looks like she might run away.
I offer her wine. It’s red, mmm, and it’s merlot. One I enjoy a great deal. Not sure if she knows wine or not. I will be able to tell shortly though. She nods, thanks me. Waiting for me to take a sip first, she slowly brings the crystal goblet to her lips. She parts her lips as she raises the glass to her mouth. Slowly taking a sip, she closes her eyes to savor the first taste of the wine I had breathing before we arrived.
“ Matthew, this wine is amazing.” She says as she takes another sip. God my new favorite thing to watch is her drinking wine. Not going to tell her it’s a $400.00 bottle of wine. She might never taste another sip if I did.
“ It’s one of my favorites actually. I’m glad you approve.” I say placing my glass down. She looks back down to the menu and back up at me after she had placed her glass down. She closes her lips into her mouth over her teeth, looking worried.
“ Matthew.” She whispers.
“ Yes?” I say looking back up into her sparkling eyes.
“ Is something wrong?” I ask back looking around to see if someone is near or I don’t know what.
“ Umm… Well, there aren’t any prices on this menu. I’m really not too sure of what to order.” She whispers.
“ Why are we whispering?” I whisper back to her, smiling.
She straightens her posture up in a perfect line. Her mouth drops open a bit, looking a little pout. I watch her mouth as she squirms around looking nervous. She then had the nerve to torture me further by taking the tip of her
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