Hillary’s POV
“I’m not doing it Becks and you two can’t make me.” I told her pointedly when she held my hand to stop me from walking out of that French restaurant, then I turned around to leave her presence once more. Gosh, it’s so annoying when they both team up against me, it’s even more annoying now because Miguel is not around to speak up on my behalf. He is the only one that understands me these days and he always stands by my decision, he doesn’t force me to go on dates like these two crazy friends of mine. I can’t believe that they would set me up on a date with Lawrence Delaney, why can't they just accept my decision to be alone. The worst part of it all is that they tricked me, they fucking tricked me. Avril told me she was going to take the kids out so I can have a few hours to myself, then Becky came over and suggested that we both hang out at the new fancy French restaurant in town. I jumped at her request without thinking about it.
I have always wanted to check out this new restaurant, I’ve been craving French delicacies since I heard about this new restaurant and now that I have the perfect chance to go check it out, I didn’t think twice about her offer, I accepted immediately. When we got to the restaurant, there was a long queue outside the restaurant, but Becky saved us the stress of having to wait for a table, she walked right up to the bouncers at the door and she told them that we have a reservation, then she leaned forward and whispered something to them. I wonder what she was saying and why she had to whisper it, I also wondered where she had gotten the money to make a reservation in this restaurant. I’m in charge of our account and I’m pretty sure that she hadn’t taken money out of the account. I would have asked her about it but there is a large crowd surrounding us and I really don’t want to embarrass her with such stupid questions, so I just kept mute and watched her work her magic out here. The guys checked their tab and smiled warmly at us, then one of them gestured for a waitress to come over and lead us to our table. I was so shocked to realize that it was the best table in the restaurant. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, I turned to her immediately and I was just about to ask her how she had done it, but she took the words right out of my mouth,
“It wasn’t me Hills, he did it.” She told me with a smile, gesturing to someone behind me.
“Hello, beautiful.” He let out in a sweet voice that made my heart flutter for a moment there. When I turned around, I saw Lawrence, looking as dashingly handsome as he has always been. Damn, he is so cute. He is not wearing his usual business suit tonight, he is wearing a blue jeans and a white shirt, then he wore a deep blue jacket that could be mistaken for black. He topped it up with his black suede shoes that have almost the same color as his jacket. He looks so dashingly handsome, so mouthwatering with his hair combed in his usual style that highlights his gorgeous features. I gawked at him for a few seconds, lost in the moment. I had to snap out of it quickly because I was beginning to admire the guy and I don’t want that right now.
“How dare you, Becky, how dare you?” I asked her fiercely, turning around to walk out on them, heading for the exit. It was at that point that I realized that she had tricked me into coming to this place. It had been their plan all along and I fell right into it. Becky came after me, calling out to me as I ignored her and kept heading for the exit. She caught up to me and held my hand, trying to stop me, but I shunned her with some angry words while I tried to leave her presence once more. She wouldn’t take no for an answer, she followed me outside, trying so hard to catch up with me because I was walking so fast to get away from her.
“Fine, I’m sorry Hills, just wait up and hear me out, please.” She called out once more while running to catch up with me, coming to stand in front of me.
“You win, Hills, you don’t have to go on a date with him if you don’t want to and you can blame it all on me because it is entirely my fault. I know how much you wanted to come here and when I found out that this restaurant belongs to him, I just couldn’t pass up on the perfect opportunity to get you two together and at the same time grant you your wish.” She told me honestly, giving me her best pity face that almost made me giggle loudly.
“He owns this place?” I asked in surprise as I turned to stare at the restaurant again. Who would have thought that the almighty Lawrence Delaney would be able to run a restaurant in such a beautiful manner. I for one, I would never have thought of that. He never strikes me as the kind of man that would be able to run such a business, he always looked more like an aristocrat, I always picture him in a multi-billion-dollar conglomerate, not in a restaurant. I guess there is more to these rich kids than what we see. I would never have thought that Nathan would be able to run a club, but he did and it was the best club in town. I guess there are many similarities between this guy and my Nathan, not to mention the fact that he loves me and he adores my kids. One dinner with him wouldn’t hurt, right?
Wait,
Hold on a minute…
“Yes I do, Becky,” I said firmly, cutting her words short, making her eyes go wide in surprise.
“I need to prove to you all that I don’t need him in my life, I need to prove to everyone that Nathan cannot be replaced by anyone. He is the only man for me, not this Lawrence guy and not any other guy. I’ll go on this date and I’ll give him a chance to come into my life, but you have to understand one thing Becks, this is the last time you’ll ever try to set me up on a relationship with any guy. If this shit doesn’t work out with Lawrence, then you have to stay the fuck out of my personal life. No more blind dates and certainly no more nagging, got it.” I asked sternly, trying my best to make her see that I mean every damn word that I’m saying. I wouldn’t want something like this to repeat itself and I mean it. She nodded in response but she still had a few objections,
“I understand Hills, but I mean when I said that you really don’t have to do this. I would cancel right now and I will…”
“Go home Becky, except you want to tag along for our dinner and ruin it for us before it even begins. I will have him drop me home after our dinner.” II told her calmly before turning to walk back inside. I should have figured this out sooner if only I wasn’t too anxious to come here in the first place. Becky never liked French foods, she has always made it clear to us that she hates it. Whenever we order French fries for dinner, she always ends up ordering a pizza. I should have asked her why she suddenly decided to eat at a French restaurant with me, but I was too excited to think of anything else other than the fact that I get to eat dinner at this fancy new restaurant. I looked up and saw Lawrence standing by the door, a relieved smile plastered on his face. Damn, this guy is so handsome and I’m beginning to make those stupid comparisons again. What the hell is wrong with me?
“Thank you, Hillary. You have no idea what this means to me.” He whispered in a sweet tone that sends shivers down my spine. He leans forward and places a soft peck on my cheek and my heart missed a beat when his lips connected with my cheek. This guy is dangerous. Not the bad kind of danger, I mean the good type. It’s been so long that I’ve been with a man, and right now, with all his smooth and seductive moves, I think he is getting to me, and that is so not good. I hope I didn’t make a mistake by agreeing to this dinner, I really don’t understand the way I’m feeling right now.
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