She just didn’t know it yet, and I had to bite my tongue from blurting it out on the spot. I don’t even know if she realized what she did to me, but I knew I’d never want anyone but her. God, I was a lucky guy. “This looks delicious,” Sydney said, eyeing the steak, mashed potatoes and sautéed zucchini on the plate in front of her. I’d worked with the maître d’ at a restaurant Elisa had recommended and ordered Syd’s favorites. I’d wanted to go all out for her and make this first date the best one she’d ever had. But I think she beat me to it with the fact that she’d written a song about me during the date. I sat staring at her as she dug in to her food and make a little moaning noise. “This is so good.” When I didn’t say anything she looked up at me. “You okay?” Without visibly shaking my head, and pulled myself out of the zone I’d drifted into and smiled.
