Chapter 8

A couple of staff were already in the restaurant getting ready for dinner and Max was patiently waiting at the door. With a smile on my face and a "hi", I let him in.. He returned my smile and greeting.  

I closed the door behind him and walked towards our table. I picked a secluded table with not much lighting and away from staff.

 As we sat down I went and got two coffees we with both have  black mugs of coffee so that was easy. Max was staring at me I can feel his eyes. He is such a handsome man tall tanned deep blue eyes. Today he was wearing blue denim jeans a T-shirt and leather jacket he looked like a model with his messy blond hair. I feel myself flushed and quickly removed those thoughts from my mind.  

Max couldn't sleep last night thinking about her and thinking dirty thoughts he could not believe the sexy dream that woke him up in a sweat involving Jenna. He got you early went for a jog came back had breakfast got dressed and ready. Waiting till his meeting at four o'clock. Leaving home and driving around for what seemed like a life time he made his way to the restaurant as soon as he saw her, saw her beauty.            

 He was struck.

Could it be love?                                                           Could he have fallen in love with her from yesterday? When she opened the door and smiled at him he was taken back by her beautiful smile and sad brown eyes not to say her sexy body covered from neck to floor.                            Although she had way to much makeup on for his liking. He would eventually tell her not to wear any to leave her face in it's beautiful natural way. She put his coffee down and sat opposite him. Took four teaspoons of sugars and stirred in her coffee.                                                       "You don't need  four teaspoons , your already sweet enough  " he said.  Corny he thought to himself why would I say that. 

She looked up at him and laughed.  " I love sweets, I'm a sweet tooth," she said. Both staring at each other she asked him about his job and if he was married or has children. All the questions she had become good at through her job. Being a hostess taught her how to interact with others males or females, she treated him like a customer  instead of something more.  He replied honestly to everything she wanted to know. They where both laughing and being happy together  before he spoilt the moment by asking about her father if she had any contact with him from that night. He face completely changed tears started to well up in her eyes and slide-down her face.  He apologised and changed the topic but it was too late the atmosphere was ruined and she became quiet. As she put both hands around her coffee cup he took the moment to put both his hands around hers. Holding her hands firmly so she won't move them.  "I sorry, I didn't mean to upset you or make you cry. This is a sensative topic for you but we need to talk about it, I need to talk about it.  Maybe not here. How about I pick you up Sunday on your day off and we spend the day together. I'll come in the morning at nine and we'll start our day with breakfast." He said.  I just said "Ok" not sure why I'm feeling like this. With one hand still on my hands his other hand raised my chin up. Looking into my eyes he said "I've never forgotten you." He bent over and kissed me on my cheek were the tear sat. Then kissed my lips then he was gone. I sat there for what seemed like ages. Thinking about what happened I was so happy with him then he bought up my father I couldn't control my tears. Then when he touched my hands and then my chin then kissed me I felt a sensation that I couldn't explain.