night? I would’ve raped his ass!” shouted Blair.
“Girl, I even got some and didn’t plan it. Yours was planned. How did that happen?” asked Crystale.
“Well, we were about to when Madrina called me. I forgot to text her and turn off my phone,” said Lola.
They just shook their heads in disbelief. That was the dumbest move ever on Lola’s part. But they did compliment Mauricio. He seemed very nice and they looked cute together.
Next went Crystale. They both couldn’t believe she had sex with Wyatt . . . and on the first night. They just knew she was going to be the conservative one.
“When I came out of the bathroom and saw his body, I couldn’t help it. He looked so good with his shirt off. It was like his body was calling me,” said Crystale reminiscing.
“I think it was those drinks calling, not his body,” Lola joked making everyone laugh.
“Damn, girl! So you raped him?” asked Blair.
“Hell yeah,” said Crystale proud of her accomplishment.
“Look at our girl steppin’ out of her shell,” Blair said giving her a hug.
“Are you gonna see him again?” asked Lola.
“Yeah, I’m meeting up with him at his house for date night,” said Crystale. “But . . .”
“But what?” asked Lola worried she did something to mess things up.
“But I ran outta his house this morning after the third time without really saying anything to him,” said Crystale.
“Damn, girl! Three times?” exclaimed Blair. “That shit must have been REALLY good!”
“Why?” asked Lola.
Crystale was scared of what Wyatt thought about her after having sex on the first night. She didn’t want him thinking she did that often. And she was scared ‘cause she liked him. She liked the way he complimented her and made her feel like his woman all night. He would constantly ask if she was okay or needed anything. And his sex game was off the Richter scale. So, it was the first time in a long time she was excited about someone, even though they both had a situation.
Chapter 10
Date Night
It was 7:00 p.m. and Lola was on her way to get Mauricio. She was really anxious to see him. She called him while driving to his place.
“Hey, Baby,” she said in a sweet tone.
“Hey, Baby Girl. Where are you?”
“I’m around the corner. I should be there in like five minutes.”
“Ok. I’ll be downstairs. Just pull into the valet.”
“Ok. See you in a minute.”
“Aight.”
Mauricio saw his truck pull up and went outside. When she came from around the back of the truck, they both looked star struck. They each were dressed from head to toe.
Lola wore a red Elie Saab dress. The strapless, embroidered lace bodice had crystal beading that gathered at the waist. The ruffled skirt had a sweep train with a thigh high split on the side. It hugged her body so perfectly. She wore open toe Christian Louboutin heels and a small, matching clutch. She dressed it up with a three-strand diamond necklace, three diamond bracelets and diamond droplet earrings. Her hair was in a loose updo with some curls down in the front and back.
Mauricio wore Giorgio Armani from top to bottom. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and red tie and handkerchief. A sleek, black belt and black shoes completed his ensemble. He accessorized with a platinum Cartier watch with a diamond encrusted face, a platinum diamond bracelet and 3-carat diamond studs in each ear. His hair was freshly taped with every strand in place.
“Baby . . . Wow!!” said Mauricio extending his hand to her.
“Wow yourself! You look amazing,” she said returning the compliment, walking up to him.
He twirled her around to see all of the dress. He stood there mesmerized by her beauty.
“Mr. Hernandez?” interrupted a valet attendant.
“Oh yes . . . Sorry,” said Mauricio escorting Lola to the car.
There was an attendant standing on each side of his Bentley with the doors opened waiting to help them in.
“Thank you,” they each said after their doors were closed. Then, Mauricio tipped them before leaving.
Mauricio had no clue where he was going. He was just driving. But the restaurant wasn’t far from his place, according to Lola. It was on A1A in the Aventura/Sunny Isles area.
He pulled into a driveway surrounded by trees. Then, drove around this large water fountain with fluorescent colored lighting and stopped in front of the restaurant’s valet station. An attendant opened Lola’s door while another ran to Mauricio’s side. He tipped them as they headed inside.
The outside of the restaurant was a two-story building with Spanish styled architecture, sconces, small gated balconies, tall bay windows, curved archways and a neon sign with the restaurant’s name shining brightly.
Inside was bigger than it looked. This upscale establishment had an open layout with high ceilings, crystal chandeliers, columns and Spanish accents all throughout. There was a huge walled waterfall behind the bar as the main focal point of the room. The textured gold paneling on the walls had lighting underneath to create a romantic ambience. The seating area had high back, Italian leather booths, marble tables and contemporary and modular furniture in sunken areas. And the uniformed staff wore red and black.
“Hi Lola. How are you?” asked the hostess as they walked in.
“I’m good. Thank you,” said Lola.
“Your area is ready. Please follow me.”
The hostess led them to an elevator.
“You must come here a lot,” murmured Mauricio in Lola’s ear.
“I do,” she said smiling.
When the elevator doors opened, there was a giant, plushed out room with 8’ tall Bamboo silk trees, red sheer panels on the ceiling and walls, squared crystal chandeliers and an amazing view of the bay with twinkling city lights and candles lit everywhere. The dim lighting made it look more warm and romantic. And the large, Italian leather U-shaped booth with white marble tables faced the windows that overlooked the moonlit water.
“This is really nice,” said Mauricio.
“I’m glad you like it.”
They were smooching away when the others came in.
“Hey, Hey, Hey . . . Save it for later,” said Blair interrupting their session.
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