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A Red Sunset
After the longest half-hour I had known the doorbell rang, and my heart fluttered. I tried to get a hold of myself as I went to answer it.
He was there dressed in an untucked black dress shirt, with the top buttons undone, and ripped blue jeans. His hair was the sexy mess it had been last night. He looked like he’d thrown anything he found together, and was making it look hot anyway.
“Hey” I said
“Hello Miss Swan” he said. I tried not to act like a googly eyed idiot.
“It’s Jane” I stated.
“Jane.” He amended. “Shall we?” he said, offering me his hand. I took it and he led me down to the elevator. We stood inside in silence, but it wasn’t awkward.
When we got outside he led me to a black sports car that looked like it belonged in a magazine.
“Um…Wow…is this yours?” I spluttered. I wasn’t used to expensive cars. I wasn’t used to expensive anything actually. A slow evil-looking smirk came on his lips.
“Pretty much.” He said as if he was trying not to laugh. I nodded and got in the passenger seat. He moved with exaggerated slowness, as if he was reluctant to get in the car with me, but eventually he got in, but his breathing seemed strained.
“Are you okay?” I asked hesitantly. He looked at me, and my eyes connected with his strange brown eyes.
“I’m just fine.” He said. I couldn’t speak so I just nodded again and looked into his eyes. He started to smile.
“Are you?” he returned.
“Perfect.” I managed, and then tore myself away from his gaze.
When the car stopped I looked around to see where he’d taken me. It looked like a fancy restaurant. When I got out I read the sign on the door that read “Café Amore” It looked like your average Italian romantic fancy restaurant, but inside, was a completely different story. He must have somehow known my love for casual surroundings. TV screens were up in small private booths, that were more like couches with coffee tables, and there was a stage where a band was just setting up.
He clutched my hand and led me in. We were assigned a small boot that was clearly meant for two people exchanging secrets or something else…I started to think about the things he exactly planned to do here, then I caught him trying to hide his laughing.


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