Dinner is it ?

"L-IVING.

O-FF OF A

V-ULNERABLE

E-MOTIONAL RIDE WITH SOMEONE YOU TRUST DEEPLY"

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I am anxiously sitting on my bed, dressed in a tight silver dress my mom had bought me last Christmas. I had matched the dress with my knee high black boots. I watch as the time slowly moved towards 7:00pm.

*Ding Dong!* I hear the doorbell ring, and I quickly pick up my black handbag that had my lip-gloss, extra money and my house key. I put on my black jacket as I tell my grandmother that I am leaving, to which she only responded with a small smile and a nod.

I open the door to find Xavier dressed in an expensive looking grey suit, leaning up against my door frame with his hands in his pockets and a small smile resting upon his face. I can't help but be reminded by one of those sexy Calvin Klein underwear models. He looks up and down, running his dark eyes over my body, making my heart rate accelerate and a warm feeling to run through my veins.

Xavier says, "You are looking beautiful tonight, Lesha." in a deep and husky voice, to which I give a shy smile.

"Thank you, you don't look too bad yourself," I say while blushing, averting my eyes. I look behind me and see my nana looking out at us with a big, goofy smile.

"Lesha aren't you going to introduce me to your friend?" she asks, eyeing Xavier.

"Nana, this is Xavier, my date for the night, Xavier, this is my Nana, Ms.Ox." I say with a grin on my face as I watch them make eye contact.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Ms.Ox, I promise not to keep her out too late." he says as he held his hand out to shake hers.

My nana looks down at his hands without moving at all, then looks him straight in the eyes with a serious expression on her face. "I expect her to be back here no later than 11pm and I am choosing to trust you with her safety, so if anything happens to her, you'll have me to deal with." Nana says sternly as she extends her hand and grips his hand with as much strength she could muster while shaking his hand.

I say goodnight one last time with my grandmother and we leave the house.

"Your grandmother is scary." I hear him say while chuckling. We walk up to his car, and I stop in awe at the sight of a BMW i8. He opens the door for me, and I get in. He enters his side of the car and starts the engine.

As we drive off, I ask Xavier where we are going and he simply says that it's a surprise, with his signature smirk resting upon his face. After fifteen minutes of driving, we stop at a very expensive and elegant looking Italian restaurant, called Roberto's.

We get out of the parked car and head inside. We are greeted by a hostess dressed in a short pencil foot black skirt and a tight white button down blouse. "Hello, have you made reservations for tonight?" she asks with a wide smile, looking at Xavier.

He responds with a nod of his head. "It's under Mr. Black."

The hostess's facial expression changes to a shocked look. "Oh, I'm sorry, Mr.Black, right this way please." she says in a small voice. She turns and leads us to a private table for two, seated at the back of the restaurant, and quickly leaves after we have been seated. We could see the view to outside, with the contrast of the stars shining brightly and the landscape of the city.

"This is so beautiful, Xavier," I said as I continued to take in the view.

"Yeah, it is, I chose this seat because it has the best view and I thought you might like it," he says slyly, "But if I am going to be honest, the view that's right across me is much more beautiful." He stares at me intensely, and I look down as I can feel my face growing more red and warm.

"Thank you." I reply, making eye contact with him with a smile on my face.

Our waitress comes to our table in a short amount of time, placing two glasses of water on our table and handing us two menus.

We order cheese sticks for appetizers, and Xavier orders Chateau Lafite 1787 for drinks which I later learn is a very expensive and vintage Red wine, and we also order Lasagna and chicken marsala for our main course and chocolate covered cheesecake for dessert.

We eat and talk about the simplest of things. I learn that he owns the St. Black Worldwide Steel Industry and a few small businesses like clubs, restaurants, and more, which essentially made him a millionaire. We talk about his younger sister, Marsha, who just like me is taking a year break from school. I told him about why I had moved to my nana's.

I also make it clear to him that I like him but if he's only trying to get in my pants, we could just stop wasting time because I am not ready nor willing to give it up just yet, to which he reassures me that he wasn't that type of guy.

I also learn that his favorite color is pastel pink, which takes me by surprise, along with the fact that he said he loves horror movies (just like me) but has a soft spot for some romantic classics such as Titanic.

We drive back home and park on the streets outside my gates, just looking at each other, not knowing what to say. "Thank you Xavier, I had a really lovely night," I say in a soft voice to break the silence.

"Me too, and I'll love for it to happen again, maybe this Friday night," he says, looking at me with dark diluted green eyes.

I smile and lock eyes with him, "Yes, I'd love to." I answer shyly. With that, we say our goodbyes and as I am about to go, he pulls me back to him and kisses me, causing every sense in me to go haywire and my heart rate to accelerate drastically. I moan out when I feel his tongue enter my mouth, and I pull him closer to me, running my fingers through his dark, luscious soft hair.

We separate to catch our breaths and rest our foreheads against each other, looking into one another's eyes. "Good night." we both say at the same time, still in our daze. With one last peck on the lips and a see you Friday, I come out of his car and watch him drive off before I enter my house and go straight to bed to dream about a certain forest green eyed man called Xavier.