I had fully given into the idea of starting a fresh relationship with Michael and now that neither of us were fighting our feelings, things were great. The restaurant was a week away from opening and things were unbelievably hectic. The first time he took me to the restaurant was two weeks ago; for what turned out to be an intimate dinner date. As usual he had only told me that it was a surprise, and had given me a time to be ready for him to pick me up. He had arrived at my door promptly at 8 and within twenty minutes we had been parked in front of a beautiful brick building with 10 foot windows all the way around it. It was right up against the water and Michael had not only purchased the building, but all of the surrounding land. He took me inside and I was greeted with a candlelit dinner, our own waiter, and soft jazz music filtering through hidden speakers. I would be lying if I said I didn't shed a few tears. Though the restaurant was a modest size the land in general covered 3 acres.
