Rebecca’s eyes stayed focused on Brian whom rage was evident. In fact, his conduct metamorphosed from civil to combative. "You have a date? With who? You don't know …"
All of a sudden, realization dawned on him mid-sentence. "Roberto." He uttered infuriated. I smiled. "Yes." "Your taste in men has turned out to be less refined." He added, seeking to ridicule my choice of men. "Oh…I see. You presume I am going out with Roberto." I laughed. "Even though I don’t owe you and explanation, I will regardless. If you must know, Roberto is not my date tonight. As enchanting as Roberto seems to be, I avoid dating people I share a working relationship. My date is Roberto’s friend.” I informed him. “I hope you have a great evening." I told …show more content…
I wore a navy blue mini dress with a low back and a loose hem. To complete the look, I wore beige stilettos. By contrast, he wore black jeans and a dark gray, long sleeve shirt that clang to his muscular frame. I could see his Abs and muscles without having to remove his shirt. He was so fucking good looking.
Esteban evening plans included dinner, followed by a night of clubbing. He was charming, tall, well built, clever and handsome. The evening looked promising.
He ushered me to a Restaurant that specialized in local cuisine, and that sold El Presidente’s beers. The décor inside the restaurant created an intimate ambiance, perfect for a date-night.
Esteban was entertaining and made me laugh a great deal throughout the evening. Actually, I uncovered a lot of interesting information about him. Truth be told, it surprised me to learn he lived in New York last year, was an attorney and attended law school with Roberto. We had a lot in common and shared a lot interests.
After dinner, he drove me to a popular club where we danced Hispanic music until my feet hurt.
The place did not have air condition, making our clothes doused with sweat, but I did not care. I was having a magnificent
All of a sudden, realization dawned on him mid-sentence. "Roberto." He uttered infuriated. I smiled. "Yes." "Your taste in men has turned out to be less refined." He added, seeking to ridicule my choice of men. "Oh…I see. You presume I am going out with Roberto." I laughed. "Even though I don’t owe you and explanation, I will regardless. If you must know, Roberto is not my date tonight. As enchanting as Roberto seems to be, I avoid dating people I share a working relationship. My date is Roberto’s friend.” I informed him. “I hope you have a great evening." I told …show more content…
I wore a navy blue mini dress with a low back and a loose hem. To complete the look, I wore beige stilettos. By contrast, he wore black jeans and a dark gray, long sleeve shirt that clang to his muscular frame. I could see his Abs and muscles without having to remove his shirt. He was so fucking good looking.
Esteban evening plans included dinner, followed by a night of clubbing. He was charming, tall, well built, clever and handsome. The evening looked promising.
He ushered me to a Restaurant that specialized in local cuisine, and that sold El Presidente’s beers. The décor inside the restaurant created an intimate ambiance, perfect for a date-night.
Esteban was entertaining and made me laugh a great deal throughout the evening. Actually, I uncovered a lot of interesting information about him. Truth be told, it surprised me to learn he lived in New York last year, was an attorney and attended law school with Roberto. We had a lot in common and shared a lot interests.
After dinner, he drove me to a popular club where we danced Hispanic music until my feet hurt.
The place did not have air condition, making our clothes doused with sweat, but I did not care. I was having a magnificent