the car. "Thanks!"
He wore suit pants and dress shirt complete with tie, but at least he'd followed gut instinct and left his jacket hanging in the room. Megan was at least wearing a dress, a smoking hot dress that showed off both leg and cleavage, but it was still just a casual cotton summer dress. And she had done something to her hair.
When they pulled up in front of the restaurant he frowned. "I'm over dressed, aren't I?"
"No one will notice." When he didn't appear to cheer up she leaned over, undid the knot on his tie and slid it out from under his collar with seductive slowness, her lower lip tucked lightly between her teeth. Then she undid his top two buttons.
"Undressing me already? Aren't you going to buy me dinner first?"
She laughed. "You look more laid back like that. Laid back looks good on you. Come on, if we just sit in the car everyone will think we’re making out in the back seat."
He followed her in with a shake of his head and they were seated right away. While skimming the contents of the menu he said, "You found the place easy enough. It always takes me a while to adjust to a new city."
"Oh, I grew up here. My graduating class came here for dinner before all going to get drunk at prom. The smoked salmon is to die for, if you like that sort of thing, and you can get a decent steak."
Confused he focused on the menu more closely and was happy when the waiter finally returned.
"I'll have the salmon, with salad and rice, and a beer, something pale," Megan said, handing over her menu.
"Chicken parmesan," Tyler said. "Mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables, and red wine."
"We have a local merlot and a nice shiraz," the waiter said.
"The merlot please."
"Mmm," Megan said as the waiter disappeared, leaving them in their booth with the illusion of privacy. "That sounds really good. Are you going to share?"
"I thought you said you'd only be here for two weeks," he blurted out then mentally kicked himself for not finding a more subtle way to air his confusions.
"I did. I am. Oh." She laughed. "I'm in town for two weeks visiting my parents. Work keeps me away for very long periods of time. My dad used to work at the hotel so they still let me use the pool, even though I stay with my parents when I'm in town."
He nodded, feeling his cheeks heat up. He cleared his throat. "Your father worked for the hotel?"
She nodded. "Yeah, since it was built. He practically ran the front desk for years. He always came home with the strangest stories - but you'd probably find that boring."
"You'd be surprised." Not wanting to talk about work he changed the subject. "So, you must know everything worth seeing in town."
"I just might. What are you interested in?"
He noted the twinkle in her eye and leaned back. "Oh, the usual, I suppose. A local art gallery, maybe a museum, a little hiking or biking, maybe an inappropriate affair." He shrugged. "Same as any lonely tourist in a new place."
"You certainly came to the right place, or did you just read the travel brochures until you found someplace advertising all that?"
He blushed just a little. "It's not like this is the only place that had all those things."
Now she sat back, studying him. "You're right. So why here? We're a tiny little spec on the map and you're from somewhere much bigger."
"Why do you say that?"
"Hey, it's not like you've been giving this little hick city dirty looks or anything to offend me. It's just ... well for one thing, you wore a tie to dinner."
"Didn't your father ever wear a tie to dinner?"
"Sure." She paused to let the waiter set their meals on the table.
"Can I get you anything else?"
Megan shook her head, "Tyler?"
"No, I'm fine. Thank-you."
The waiter smiled and moved on and Megan dug into her fish.
"Your father and ties?" Tyler prompted.
She took a sip of her beer. "Right, my father and
He wore suit pants and dress shirt complete with tie, but at least he'd followed gut instinct and left his jacket hanging in the room. Megan was at least wearing a dress, a smoking hot dress that showed off both leg and cleavage, but it was still just a casual cotton summer dress. And she had done something to her hair.
When they pulled up in front of the restaurant he frowned. "I'm over dressed, aren't I?"
"No one will notice." When he didn't appear to cheer up she leaned over, undid the knot on his tie and slid it out from under his collar with seductive slowness, her lower lip tucked lightly between her teeth. Then she undid his top two buttons.
"Undressing me already? Aren't you going to buy me dinner first?"
She laughed. "You look more laid back like that. Laid back looks good on you. Come on, if we just sit in the car everyone will think we’re making out in the back seat."
He followed her in with a shake of his head and they were seated right away. While skimming the contents of the menu he said, "You found the place easy enough. It always takes me a while to adjust to a new city."
"Oh, I grew up here. My graduating class came here for dinner before all going to get drunk at prom. The smoked salmon is to die for, if you like that sort of thing, and you can get a decent steak."
Confused he focused on the menu more closely and was happy when the waiter finally returned.
"I'll have the salmon, with salad and rice, and a beer, something pale," Megan said, handing over her menu.
"Chicken parmesan," Tyler said. "Mashed potatoes and mixed vegetables, and red wine."
"We have a local merlot and a nice shiraz," the waiter said.
"The merlot please."
"Mmm," Megan said as the waiter disappeared, leaving them in their booth with the illusion of privacy. "That sounds really good. Are you going to share?"
"I thought you said you'd only be here for two weeks," he blurted out then mentally kicked himself for not finding a more subtle way to air his confusions.
"I did. I am. Oh." She laughed. "I'm in town for two weeks visiting my parents. Work keeps me away for very long periods of time. My dad used to work at the hotel so they still let me use the pool, even though I stay with my parents when I'm in town."
He nodded, feeling his cheeks heat up. He cleared his throat. "Your father worked for the hotel?"
She nodded. "Yeah, since it was built. He practically ran the front desk for years. He always came home with the strangest stories - but you'd probably find that boring."
"You'd be surprised." Not wanting to talk about work he changed the subject. "So, you must know everything worth seeing in town."
"I just might. What are you interested in?"
He noted the twinkle in her eye and leaned back. "Oh, the usual, I suppose. A local art gallery, maybe a museum, a little hiking or biking, maybe an inappropriate affair." He shrugged. "Same as any lonely tourist in a new place."
"You certainly came to the right place, or did you just read the travel brochures until you found someplace advertising all that?"
He blushed just a little. "It's not like this is the only place that had all those things."
Now she sat back, studying him. "You're right. So why here? We're a tiny little spec on the map and you're from somewhere much bigger."
"Why do you say that?"
"Hey, it's not like you've been giving this little hick city dirty looks or anything to offend me. It's just ... well for one thing, you wore a tie to dinner."
"Didn't your father ever wear a tie to dinner?"
"Sure." She paused to let the waiter set their meals on the table.
"Can I get you anything else?"
Megan shook her head, "Tyler?"
"No, I'm fine. Thank-you."
The waiter smiled and moved on and Megan dug into her fish.
"Your father and ties?" Tyler prompted.
She took a sip of her beer. "Right, my father and
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