‘O, well lucky me. It looks identical. It tastes identical. How did you duplicate it?’
‘Javier the chef shared the recipe with me.’
‘Wait. Javier who finished the dinner is your chef? I am not following.’
‘Sorry, I own the restaurant. Javier is the master chef. He has tutored me on cooking. He is a great teacher and good friend.’
‘So that explains how we were always able to get into the restaurant immediately when the line was a block long. Your ‘reservations’ were that of the owner. And we were seated at the primo table by the window.’
‘Guilty as charged.’
I paused for a moment.
‘You are so full of surprises. I was surprised to hear Linda had a lover. I was under the impression that you were a couple … one that could lead to marriage.’
‘All true. But, if we get married, we already agreed that we could have one lover on the side.’
That’s interesting. I proceeded with my line of questioning.
‘So who is the lover you are going to keep ‘on the side.’
‘Nobody at the moment. I am still looking for someone. They would have to be smart, attractive, independent, not jealous, and successful in what they do. You know, someone like you.’
A lightning strike of excitement ran through. Could it be me? I want it to be me! Jamie and I could keep it away from Robert. I could legitimately spend more time in this citiy office now that I had to fill positions and build the office the way I should have right off the bat. I could picture us jet setting around keeping our mile high club membership very active. I would accompany Jamie to his out of country businesses as his attorney. Heck, I started out as a corporate attorney before switching to criminal practice.
‘I have a hard time being modest, but that is quite a tall order.’
‘Well maybe you will help me fill that order. I trust your judgment.’
We finished the magnificent dinner. For some reason it tasted better than at the restaurant.
‘Would you like an after-dinner drink?’ Jamie asked.
‘Sure would.’ I really didn’t need one as I felt extremely drunk.
‘Let’s go to my bedroom suite. I have a comfortable couch where we can have the drink and…talk.’
Yes! We are going to his bedroom where I am sure that is where all the magic happens! I need to control myself and take his lead.
He went to the bar and poured liqueurs into two flasks. He rested them next to two glass holders containing sterno and lit them. He placed the flasks on the holders to heat up the liqueurs. The aroma wafted up and smelled delicious.
He carried both into the bedroom once heated. Beside the oversized poster bed with a canopy, the couch was located in a sitting area semi-removed from the bed area. He placed the flasks on the table in front of the couch, took off his coat, sat down and motioned me to sit next to him by patting the cushion.
I had forgot how well-muscled his chess and arms were. I flashed back to the breakfast and his work out clothes. I sighed and thought this was really going to happen.
When I sat down and sat upright, my posture forced my breasts out further from under my jacket. My skirt rode up and I was about to pull it down when he stopped me. He moved his hand up to the jacket and unbuttoned it, pulled each side of the jacket past my breasts brushing my nipples. Fully exposed he had his eyes fixated on my breasts. In my mind I was begging him to touch them more and more.