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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 18:44:35 GMT -5
Desiree was in day dream mode but Michael's voice brought her back to reality she smiled at him "I know" she said looking back at the moon "You could feel it in the air" she smiled. Desiree had always like the moon from childhood she loved to camp outside and watch the moon "When I was a little girl I would always lay out on the roof of the house at night just watching the moon" she said as she smiled back at him.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 18:47:29 GMT -5
It was Michael's turn to daydream now. He remembered how he and his brother used to sneak out and play by moonlight in the fields behind their house. So many years had passed since then, so many years had passed since he'd seen his brother. His smiled became sad and wistful. He looked down at the ground and took another drag on his cigarette.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 18:54:01 GMT -5
Desiree watched shadows dance along the pavement of the parking lot then looked up back at the moon she hope this night wouldn't end quickly. She turned her head a little to look at him without him noticing, she couldn't help but smile whenever she looked at him.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 18:58:10 GMT -5
Michael took another drag on his cigarette before dropping it and putting out the spark with the heel of his shoe. "Shall we go in?" he asked, looking at his watch. "It should be about time..." He stood up and waited for her so he could take his coat up.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 19:02:01 GMT -5
Desiree nodded as she stood up and smiled at him "Thanks" she said. She looked at her wrist but remember she forgot to put her watch on, she knew she forgot something but at least she brought her purse if it wasn't one thing it was the other.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 24, 2008 19:07:04 GMT -5
Michael picked up his coat, not bothering to put it on again, and took her arm gently like before. He grinned and led her across the busy road to the hotel entrance. A doorman greeted them held the door back so they could pass. Just inside another employee was waiting to take their coats. Michael handed his over then grinned at Desiree. "Wow, pretty posh!"
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 24, 2008 19:53:42 GMT -5
Desiree let him take her arm again and walked to the hotel, it was very pretty inside it was the first time she has ever been in this hotel. She took off her jacket and handed it over to the employee, she was wearing a strapless black dress and smiled at Michael, she just hope she wasn't too dressed up.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Mar 25, 2008 0:03:09 GMT -5
Michael's eyes widened seeing her dress. "You look so beautiful in that dress..." he said, almost lost for words. He blinked a couple of times before snapping back to reality and leading her towards the restaurant. A waiter showed them to their table then handed them menus and a wine list. Michael nodded to him before holding the seat out for Desiree to sit down on.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Mar 25, 2008 9:52:32 GMT -5
Desiree felt her face go hot as she blushed at Michael's comment and looked down at the floor too shy "Thank you" she said. She never thought she looked beautiful wearing this dress she always saw herself a normal plain girl, again she let him lead her to the table. She smiled at Michael before sitting down on the chair this just seemed to get weird, just in the sense he had such good manners, why couldn't every guy be like him? She picked up a menu to see what they were serving tonight.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Apr 11, 2008 15:17:41 GMT -5
He smiled and tucked her chair in under the table. "See anything you like?" he asked, sitting down opposite her and moving the vase containing the red rose to the side of the table so he could see her propperly. He didn't know what he'd been so worried about. She was as lovely as ever and he smiled as he relaxed back in his chair.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Jun 3, 2008 13:36:48 GMT -5
Desiree smiled and looked down at the menu hoping she wasn't blushing madly. She looked over the menu, it was hard to decided what to eat but the chicken and pasta looked good. "I think I'll have the chicken and pasta" she said still not looking up at him afraid she'll blush more then she already is. Desiree started to play with her fingers and bite her lower lip something she does when she's nervous, it was a habit she will never grow out of. She decided to take a chance and look up only to see him smiling at her and she couldn't help but smile back.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Jun 4, 2008 7:58:01 GMT -5
Michael saw her glance up at him and his heart fluttered. He grinned before looking down at the menu. He scanned everything before coming to settle on what he knew he'd probably have all along. "I think I'll go for the steak," he said, unintentionally licking his lips. He put his menu down and picked up the wine list. There were a number of good names and years but he wanted something a little special. He put the list down and looked over at the waiter trying to catch his attention. Within a few seconds, the waiter was by their table, notepad in hand. "Can we have a chicken and pasta and a rare steak with salad please?" He smiled at Desiree before adding, "And some champagne please."
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Post by Desiree Collins on Jun 4, 2008 13:35:45 GMT -5
Desiree smiled and looked down at her hands of course she was glad she didn't say anything that would make her look stupid but then again the night had only started. She glanced up when he spoke licking his lips as he did so, she thought that was a little odd. Desiree opened her mouth to say something about it but when the waiter came over she closed her mouth quickly. She smiled at Michael and titled her head a bit, champagne now that was very special for a first date. When the waiter left Desiree tried not to giggle "Oh champagne huh?" She said as smiled widely at him.
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Post by Michael Sawyer on Jun 29, 2008 16:50:31 GMT -5
Michael blushed a little and nodded. "A special drink for a special occasion..." He looked down at his hands as he rubbed his hands together. Michael was a hot being anyway, but tonight he seemed to be sweating buckets. He sighed a happy sigh and leaned back in his chair, trying to relax.
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Post by Desiree Collins on Jul 2, 2008 14:48:49 GMT -5
Desiree scanned the restaurant, trying to forget that she was nervous. She didn't want to start blabbing like she always did, and usually ended up sounding like an idiot. Desiree took a piece of bread and took a bite, she was just getting a bit hungry.
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