Ch. 10 Is this a date

I put on a fake smile as I enter the shop and Sheela comes over to me. With a shy expression she slowly makes out her words.

"Orlando...he..asked....me. Uh...he wants-me-to-hang-out." She says fast at the end.

"He did, did he. Have fun." I say with a teasing smile.

"Jena, what should I do? I don't know what I should do? How will he act? Jena help me." She says in desperation.

"Just smile." I say.

She nods and walks away. Sigh, how nice it would be to watch them. I'll be so lonely during lunch. I ponder over this the whole day. After they left, I remembered that he's coming.

As if on cue he walks through the door.

"Hey, you ready." Vance said.

"Yeah, where we going?" I say.

"A high-class restaurant, near my gang." He says.

"Sounds classy." I say.

"Well milady, let's go." He says.

I put my arm in his and he leads me to his car. Opens the door and sits next to me in the driver's seat. It looks like an apartment but inside its wonderful. We sit down and I look over the menu and can't wait to eat spendy food again.

I feel great as the food comes filling my nose with delicious aroma. I finish my food and sigh happily.

"Looks like you enjoyed it." Vance says.

"Yeah." I say.

"If you want, I can call Orlando to have you have the day off." He says.

"No, that's ok." I say.

"At least stop by the gang." He says.

"Alright." I say.

I wait till he's done eating and we leave, and he suggests that we walk since it's right next door. We go into a different room that I recognize as an office. He wants to do some business that's fine.

"I would like to discuss what you plan to do with my gang." He said before sitting down.

"Well I plan to make this gang stronger." I say.

"Yes, I've seen you start in that. But what I mean is why. Why do you want to do that?" He says.

I smirk, "I wanted to..." I pretend to think about it. "Run this gang alongside side you." I smiled.

"What!" He says taken aback.

"You've heard me, I want you." I bluntly say to teasingly play with him.

"You want me? Your a clever girl to simply walk in here and beat me. Sigh, I won't fight this simple request." He says clearly startled and embarrassed.

"Hpf, better not. Now I guess it won't be so bad to have dinner together is it?" I say twirling my hair with a finger.

"I guess you want to spend the rest of the day with me." He says and texts someone that I guess is Orlando.

"Do you have a training room here?" I ask.

"Yeah." He gets up and goes past the door where I started training those men and takes me to a room three doors past.

Inside there's punching bags, dump bells and other things. There isn't too much but it's still something. I start on the punching bag and he does the same with the one next to me. After like an hour I switched to the dump bells for 30 minutes. We're both sweating and he hands me a towel. I wipe my sweat away on my face. He says that there are clothes for me to change into for our dinner in his office. I walk there leaving him and take my clothes. I lock the door so I can change.

It's a blue dress with purple that fades in from the bottom. There are gems of white where my collar bone is. Gloves match the dress, and the shoes are high heels also matching the dress. Vance knocks on the door saying if he can come in. I unlock the door opening it; he takes on look and you can see his turning red.

"Do you like it?" I say as I twirled, letting the dress spin up.

"Yes." He says and can't look away from me.

"Well, let's go." I say.

"Wait." He said suddenly.

"Your hair should be down." He says as he takes out my ponytail.

"Thanks." I say.

We walk out of there with people staring at me. Walking into the restaurant was the same. People thought I was breath taking. I would have been more with more make-up. I take my seat and take my time looking at the menu.

Vance didn't say much, must of been too pretty. I was ordering dessert and the slice of pie was amazing. Vance chuckled at me eating the pie. We leave and Vance takes me back to my car at the shop. I kiss his cheek and left in my car, driving home. Later I was laughing at his expression when he saw me, he let me keep this dress.