Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 19939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19939 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
My hand ran down the mix of silk and satin as I took it in. The spaghetti straps showed off my toned arms that I worked my ass off for. And the front wrap construction of the dress showed off my waist and hips. I liked that I had a curvy figure for dresses like this. The front had ruffles that hid the slit, until I moved my leg, that is. It might have been a bit daring, with it coming up to my thigh, and the low back exposing most of my skin, but I felt sexy in it.
I had pulled my hair back into a pony and kept my makeup low-key. This wasn’t really a date after all, I reminded myself for the hundredth time. A touch of lip color, a bit of mascara, and blush and I was good to go. The flowery pattern of blues, greens, reds, and purple of the dress allowed me to wear really any color of heels, but I chose beige. Never mind they were Lori’s Jimmy Choos. She wouldn’t mind if I borrowed them. Besides, she owed me one for embarrassing me with that comment about my weight.
Reaching for my clutch, I headed to the door. I had five minutes until I was supposed to meet Jax.
The moment I stepped into the lobby, I knew he was there. Something in the air changed. I wasn’t about to read into that, and brushed it off as being out with a guy for the first time in a few years. School had been my entire focus, so dating was put on the back burner. I was just looking forward to a night out with someone other than Lori or Parker. That’s all it was.
When my eyes caught his, I couldn’t help but smile. His sun-kissed light brown hair looked like he had washed it and tousled it with his hands. It was a sexy look on him. And those green eyes of his, Lord, I could see them across the room. I quickly took in what he was wearing to make sure I wasn’t overly dressed. He was dressed in tan slacks with a white button-down shirt. The cuffs were unbuttoned and rolled up his arms some, and I couldn’t help but supress a moan at how handsome he looked.
“Wow,” he said as I walked up to him. “You look beautiful, Amelia.”
I felt my cheeks heat. “Thank you. And you look devilishly handsome.”
He glanced down at his wardrobe, then back up at me. “I hope you’re hungry.”
I nodded. “I am. I didn’t realize how much so until this very moment.”
Reaching out his arm, he winked. “Then let’s go get you fed.”
With a smile, I laced my arm in his and followed him. We walked along a perfectly manicured path, which was all the paths of the resort, until we turned in a direction away from the boat dock.
“Are we not headed to the boat dock?” I asked.
He winked. “We have reservations at Latitudes for dinner.”
I gasped and came to a stop. “What? How?”
With a smile that made my stomach flutter, he winked. “I have connections.”
All I could do was grin at him like a silly schoolgirl. “You really got reservations at Latitudes?”
“Really, really.”
As we walked into the restaurant, a man around thirty smiled at us. Jax held his hand out and smiled.
“Luke, thanks again for the reservation.”
The gentleman laughed, then looked at me. His eyes sparkled with delight. “Wow, I can see why you called in the favor, Jax.”
He reached for my hand and kissed the back of it. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms.?”
“Baker. Amelia Baker.”
“Ms. Amelia Baker, I am Luke Hathaway. Manager of this fine establishment, and racquetball partner to your date for this evening.”
I stole a glance at Jax who simply stood there grinning.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I guess I have you to thank for dinner this evening?”
He winked. “Jax called in a favor and I was more than happy to help out a friend.”
Letting out an exacerbated sigh, Jax rolled his eyes. “Laying it on a bit thick, Luke.”
Dropping my hand, Luke grabbed two menus and walked us through the restaurant. I quickly took it in as I knew I wouldn’t be able to step foot in here again on this trip.
The room had a modern feel to it with light colors of tan, brown, and white. The tables were set with black dinnerware, and the chairs looked like they belonged in living rooms, not at dining room tables.
We made our way out onto the patio where the tables were a bit more beachy. Round tables with white table linen. The chairs were black iron with cushioned seats. Beautiful white pillars ran along the back of the covered patio and made their way to even more tables on a stone terrace that overlooked the beach. Palm trees were sprinkled throughout, providing the right amount of shade to keep the dinner guests cooled.