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Sunset Chapter 6 He brought me to my favorite restaurant ‘Ciao’. “Nick this is my favorite restaurant.” “Really?” “Yeah.” We sat down upstairs. No one else was there. “Can I get you something to drink?” The waiter asked. “Yeah. Coke. Jem?” “A Shirley Temple.” The waiter leaves. “Jem, what is a Shirley Temple? “Club soda or unflavored seltzer with Grenadine and a cherry.” “Oh, what kind of cherry and can I have it?” “Marisheno, no.” “Oh come on.” “No, I like the cherry.” “If you have two can I have one?” “Maybe.” “Come on.” “I said ‘maybe’.” “Here are your drinks.” “Hmm, one cherry. Looks like you don’t get a cherry.” “Rats.” “He, he.” “Can I have a sip?” “Yeah.” He took a sip and brought the cherry up with the straw. “Hey! Give me back my cherry!” “Uh, uh.” “Nick.” I gave him this puppy dog eye look. “Fine.” He put my cherry back. “I can’t stand that look with your eyes.” “Good. I found something you can’t stand.” “Oh, I give up.” “He he.” “Are you two ready to order?” “Yeah. Ravioli in butter sauce, no parsley.” “Spaghetti.” The waiter leaves. “You’re picky.” “I know.” “Ugg!” “He, he.” After a while the food came. We ate. “That dinner was good. What’s for desert?” “Chocolate Mousse Cake. I can never finish a piece.” “Then we’ll split a piece.” “Is everything O.K. here?” “Yeah, could we have the Chocolate Mousse Cake?” “Certainly.” “No sauce.” I said. “You are picky!” “You said that already.” “I know but you are.” “Nick.” “Hmm?” “I probably would’ve reacted differently with out the guys there when you just had that towel on.” “How?” “Oh look our cake. See how you like it Nick.” He took a bite. “Mmm. Delicious.” He moved his chair over to the side. “Here.” He fed me a piece. I savored it. After a while I said: “I’ll finish it then.” He finished it. “I can see why you can never finish a piece. Check.” He paid the check and we left. He drove me home. We were at the door and I was opening it when he put his arms around my waist and kissed me on my neck. |