you were,” he insisted.
Silently damning him for his inability to let a white lie pass, she gritted her teeth and tried again, “No. I wasn’t.”
“Yes, you were.”
Finally, Corinne snapped. “Okay fine, I was staring. If you must know I just never really noticed your eyes before. They’re very nice. Very blue. Not traditional fair blue eyes, but a rich deep blue.”
She thought he had nice eyes. The compliment made him almost giddy.
“You can be so stubborn,” she accused, miffed that she was forced to confess something that any other man would have let slide. “Do you know that about yourself?”
“It isn’t so much stubbornness as it is thoroughness,” he tried to explain. “I like to have all the answers.”
“Well, now you have them. Satisfied?”
No, he didn’t think he did have all the answers. Certainly not to all the questions he had about Rinny. And he was a long way from being satisfied. But the fact that she liked his eyes was a nice start, he believed.
Just then the maitre d’ interrupted them to let them know that the table Matthew had requested was ready. The couple followed the man through the bar to their table. The restaurant was one of the more casual dining areas the hotel had to offer. Situated outside, it was actually roofed with colorful sun umbrellas that crowned every table. The area was lit with what appeared to be tiki torches, which Corinne assumed were something a little more technically advanced. And happy loving couples were everywhere. But this time it was okay. This time she was part of a couple…a couple of friends, that is.
Matthew held out a seat for Corinne and gently pushed her closer to the table. “Is this okay?” he asked as he took his own seat. “I thought that this might be more comfortable than the formal dining room.”
“It’s perfect,” she assured him. And much better than having room service sent up to her room. She’d never realized that traveling alone could be so…lonely. With his presence, Matthew held the loneliness at bay. For that alone she was grateful to him.
A waiter came to take their drink order. Corinne began to explain with her hands the type of drink she would like. She moved them wide. “I would like something large, like in one of those bowls.” She moved her hands lengthwise and added, “It has to be fruity and make my head spin.” Finally she waved her hands about in a flourish and finished with, “Oh, and umbrellas. Make sure it has lots of umbrellas.”
It took a minute for the waiter to get all that down, but eventually he turned to Matthew.
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