Van took my elbow and led me through the packed parking lot. I didn't object because it seemed more helpful than proprietary. He released me when he opened the door. It was dark inside and it was a moment before my eyes adjusted. People milled around waiting for tables. Van took my arm again and guided me into the restaurant seating area.
What the hell was he doing?
A table near the back in a quiet corner had a reserved sign on it. Van pulled my chair out, walked behind me, and took the inside chair beside mine. The realization hit that he pre-planned this. "You think of everything don't you?"
I could see his sexy smile in the candlelight. "I try. What would you like to drink?"
After my disastrous glass at The Slam Tavern, I craved a nice glass of wine. "Red wine would be wonderful." A waitress approached before I finished speaking.
Van barely glanced her way, keeping his eyes on me. "Cheryl, my lady here would like Cabernet Sauvignon and I'll have my usual."
