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he said.
He plowed a hand through his hair as he looked at the shelves to make
sure they were well stocked.
    He liked
her. He knew it was at first sight but he liked her. He had watched
her hurrying to and from and he had felt the pull of attraction;
something he had not felt in a very long time. He definitely wanted
to be with her; to see her and see where it took them. Hayley had
laughingly told him that she was not easy to pin down because she was
like a butterfly flitting from one place to another but he had
enjoyed watching her moving around, her fluid grace as she moved with
authority. He had watched her and knew he wanted to get to know her
more; he felt it in his bones.
    *****
    He
called her Saturday night just to find out if she was all right.
    “Or
are you calling to find out if I remember our date tomorrow?”
Rosa asked teasingly. She was very tired but she did not mind talking
to him; his deep voice sounded calm and unhurried over the phone and
Rosa relaxed on the bed as she spoke to him.
“That too,”
he admitted with a laugh. “How was it tonight?”
“Hectic,”
she told him. It had been a packed night and a very long day that did
not seem as if it would ever end.
    “I
was thinking about a picnic instead of a real restaurant setting,”
he told her. “I figured you spend most of your time catering to
people, I want to do the catering.”
    “That’s
sweet,” she told him softly, really appreciating his being so
tolerant. “Isn’t it a little too cold for a picnic?”
“Not
where I have in mind,” he told her mysteriously.
    “Do
I need to be concerned?” she asked him.
    “No
need,” he answered promptly even though he knew she was joking.
“I promise to be a perfect gentleman.”
    “Okay,
I will certainly take your word for it.” She said with a smile.
    He said
goodbye and hung up the phone. Rosa found herself still smiling, a
warm glow settling inside her. She was definitely looking forward to
tomorrow.

Chapter 2
    He took
her to a building that was not occupied. It had been bought by his
parents and was just there because they had not decided what they
wanted to do about it yet. It was located in a prime part of town and
had tremendous potential.
    “This
would be a perfect place for my restaurant,” she eagerly went
from one room to another leaving him following behind her with an
amused expression on his face. She was definitely a butterfly, he
thought to himself. He had picked her up at her small apartment and
had sent her an admiring look as he took in her faded jeans molded to
her shapely figure and the dark green sweater she had worn with it.
Her hair done in corkscrew curls were loose around her small face and
she looked like a teenager.
    He had
the picnic basket in his hand and placed it on a table in the main
room. She was right, he realized, it had tremendous potential.
    “This
would serve as a perfect office,” she indicated a large room to
the back. “Oh John, this place is perfect!” He watched
her animated face and felt the pull of attraction getting stronger.
She was truly beautiful.
    “Can
we get to the time when we can actually start the date?” he
asked her in amusement. He had brought along a thick blanket as well
and spread it over the hardwood floor.
    “I
am sorry,” she apologized, turning to look at him. He was
looking so handsome, in clearly expensive designer jeans and a black
sweater that looked great on him. “It’s just that I get
carried away when it comes to my dream.” She smiled at him.
“Have a seat,” he indicated where she should sit and
Rosa complied; crossing her legs in Indian style. “What are
having? Sweet and sour pork?” she teased him.
    “I
find that to be highly offensive,” he said with mock gravity as
he opened the picnic basket and started taking out the food. “It's
shrimp fried rice and honey roasted chicken,” he told her with
a boyish grin.
    “Very
funny,” she said making a face at him. She kept looking around
the