Room service does deliver a blue designer dress, shoes and undergarments with the star breakfast that I fall in love with. I take a long bubble bath with champagne, chocolate and caviar and toast to myself. I scroll through the channels and have lunch on the balcony watching the city. I then take a long nap that gets interrupted by the knocks on the door. I don't remember ordering anything. I walk to the door open it to the man holding a bag to me and handing it over. I take it and peek inside. There are boxes and fabric and I spot my purse. I take it dropping the bag and searching the contents everything is intact except for the few dollars I had. I take my phone and try accessing it but it doesn't turn on, I think the battery has died.
"Oh thank you! Thank you so very much" i tell him excited and pull him in an excited half jumping hug and confess to him "I actually asked you as a challenge. I can't believe you actually found it." I jump at him and hug him again
"Now before you get me all hot and bothered you should know it wasn't that hard"
"How did you find it?"
"I already settled everything downstairs so how about how about that dinner you promised"
"mmh! let me think" I do that as I pretend to be thinking, tapping my chin and everything when I realize we are standing by the door
"Why don't you come in first mister gentleman" I tell him as I invite him inside
"Well thank you Brianna. After you" I laugh at how he holds the fact that he knows my name and I don't know his over my head.
"You forgot this" he says coming in and handing me the bag
"Thank you. what is it?"
"Just a little present. I thought you need something to wear for dinner"
"I think that's too much" this guy is spending too much money on me and I don't know how I am feeling about it.
"I can't take it. You have already spent so much on me. I feel like I'm taking advantage of your kindness" he laughs at me and when he realizes I'm serious apologizes
"I am sorry. Listen, you cant take advantage of me over a few dollars."
"you even got my purse back. I feel even worse"
"tell you what. I don't want you to so feel like you're supposed to pay me with this dinner or anything. I just want to talk and get to know you but if it's too much don't worry you don't have to do anything" with that we just stare at each other for a while and he sighs
"I will go. Everything is settled with the hotel so you don't have to worry. it was a pleasure meeting you" he takes my hand and kisses it and starts leaving. Now I feel even worse we had a deal and I couldn't even do that and now he's leaving. I don't want him to go. He opens the door steps out and i run after him
"Wait stop!"
"Is it wait or stop?" he asks and still has his back towards me
"I'll have dinner with you" when I say this he turns to face me and starts smirking with a winning smile
"But it's on me. I can't very well pay for dinner right now so why don't we go to my place. I'll make something quick and my debt will be paid then I don't have to so so guilty
"It's a date"
"Wipe that smile off your face. Let me grab my stuff then we can go" I get in collect my things in the bag he brought with him this evening and leave the room.
We leave the hotel and get in his car. I give him my address and we drive to my apartment quietly. We get there and head in. I'm glad Alice convinced me to doing a little cleaning before I left as I invite him in. I go to the bedroom to put my stuff then come back and offer him something to drink. I then head over to the kitchen and look for something to make. with my dilemma in the past months in the fact that I'm not really good at cooking there aren't many options. I think this was not a really good idea. I have some eggs, milk, cereal, flour, oil and not much else really. I am busy collecting the ingredients that I don't feel him coming to stand next to me
"Well that will be an uneventful dinner" he points out startling me in the process
"Thank you chef. How many stars you get?" an
"Actually I am a very good cook if you must know. And I would say these ingredients are much more how suited for breakfast. Are you trying to suggest I stay till morning.mmh?"
"Don't flatter yourself. Good cook..."
"Very! Good cook" he corrects me and we just find ourselves laughing at it
"I should have stopped at the store. I am just so distracted I feel bad. I can't even make dinner"
"It's fine since we are already here we can just order in and still have that dinner you promised" "well okay"
"Come on let's settle on something to eat" he says taking my hand and taking me to the couch to sit as he starts scrawling through his phone
"There is this really nice Chinese restaurant not far from here that has tasty meals and they also do home delivery. What do you say?"
"Let me" I take the phone from him and can't believe these prices. on my budget right now, this guy wants to get me more than broke than I already am for one night
"Not with these prices. Thank you"
"Its delicious I promise and I will get it. It's no big deal"
"To you! This dinner is on me I have to take care of it. Why don't we just have pizza or burgers and salad? It's also very nice although not five stars"
"Mmh…I am willing to try he says as he pretends to be in deep thought
"Big head" I tell him with a little smack on the shoulder standing up to get my phone and order us pizza for dinner.
It takes like 10 to 15 minutes for the food to arrive and I set it on the table in front of the TV with drinks and we begin digging in while discussing the movie and making jokes. It feels really normal like a normal thing to be doing with him like this. He's not a stranger and we have known each other for so long.
"I can't believe I'm this relaxed with a stranger in my house"
"We are not strangers anymore. I know you are Brianna and my name is Curtis so we are on first-name basis"
"Curtis. I see…. you don't look like a Curtis"
"Neither do you" and we laugh at his silly answer
"Since I know too much about you I will level the playing field by telling you about me" he begins
"Please do Mr. Curtis"
"Curtis Donovan."
"And what does Mr. Curtis Donovan do?"
"I'm a financial manager. I manage company's finances to put in a nutshell"
"that's really nice"
"not really. It's all about money and numbers, I don't have as much fun as you do. you get to create ad make things into reality and I only get to deal with numbers and the market"
"Come on. I want to know more about you" I say to lighten the mood and he starts telling me a little more about himself