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“Good evening to you. Mr. Davenport,” I say, my voice tinged with apology, “I’m sorry, I didn’t see you come in. I didn’t know you were going to stop by.”
“I wanted to see you. But you mentioned last night that you had a busy day and I figured that meant you had work. So, here I am. But no need to apologize. I can tell this place gets busy.”
I can’t help but feel a flutter of excitement in my chest. There’s something about his presence that intrigues me. What is he doing? Is he slumming it with a girl like me?
“Know what you want?”
“What time are you off tonight?”
“Oh man, last night was late. I don’t think that I can stay up late two nights in a row.”
“I’m not asking for an all-nighter. Can I take you out for some, I don’t know, ice cream?”
“Okay. How old are you?” I place my hands on my hips with a tilt of my head.
“I’m thirty-six, but you can be any age and like ice cream.” He shrugs.
“You have a point there. I’m off at seven.”
“Have you eaten?” he looks at the diner clock and sees that I’ve only got thirty minutes of my shift left.
“No, sir. I was planning to grab a quick bite on the way home. But I can always have ice cream for dinner.”
“Not at all. Let’s go to eat and then for dessert?”
“You’re already here. Might as well eat before I get off. Honestly, sometimes I feel like eating dessert before dinner could be just as fun.”
“Like breakfast for dinner. Since more people are coming in here, I don’t want to take up an extra spot they could easily have, since you’re off soon. I’m parked in the parking lot in the back. Want to meet me out there?”
“Sure,” I reply nervously.
He slides out of the booth and moves toward the front door of the diner. He looks back and smiles before he exits.
“Who in God’s green Earth was that, and how do I get myself one?” Monica gushes.
“That is Miller Davenport. I met him the other night.”
“Girl, he is the hottest thing that I’ve ever seen come in here. And he’s dressed really nice. Does he smell good too?”
I laugh, shake my head, then move around her, grab the order up in the window, and walk it over to one of my tables.
Wait. Dinner and dessert? Does that count as a date?
