A Romantic Dinner (Part V of the "That Alluring Scent" series)

How perfect that our first date
begins at dusk, when the light ebbs and
shadows infuse the air with mystery and romance.
After a relaxing fifteen minute drive,
we arrive at an exclusive five star restaurant,
well known for top notch American cuisine.
My date gives his key to the valet
and offers his arm to me,
as we ascend red carpeted stairs
under the porte-co-chere.
Upon entering, the Maitre D'. immediately greets us.
It becomes obvious to me that my date
is a well respected, frequent patron of this
fine establishment.
I glance around.
There cannot be more than fifteen tables, all tolled.
We are escorted to a fine, candlelit table,
in the far corner.
For the next two hours, we dine sumptuously
on exotic food and sip the best champagne,
all the while, engaging in fascinating conversation,
and delighting in our mutual sense of humor.
The way he looks at me, makes me feel so beautiful.
I am hypnotized by his perfect smile,
which deepens that captivating dimple on his left cheek.
When dessert arrives, he delicately places
a forkful of creamy cheesecake on my tongue,
then one on his own, as we share a moment
of pure, sinful delight.
The evening seems to pass in seconds.
As he signals to the waiter for the check,
I watch him reach in his breast pocket
and pull out a gorgeous black velvet box
and place it before me.
What could this be?
I glance at him and notice a sweet smile
curl his lips.
I am taken completely by surprise and
become paralyzed, staring at the exquisite box,
knowing that its contents,
whatever it may be, will forever be a special momento
of this unforgettable romantic evening.
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