for the cool morning air, although without a window I can only assume it’s cloudy and gray out there. I pull on my dark skinny jeans, a peach silk tee shirt and a long gray cardigan. I’ve always been the kind of girl that likes to add splashes of color to an outfit and since it’s summer, peach is my color of choice today. I sit on the bed to put on my espadrilles. He’s tall so I don’t want to wear flats walking beside him.
Damn, I’m so nervous. I take a few deep breaths. Guys don’t make me nervous but this one is killing me. Maybe I’m nervous because I have nothing to hide behind. I don’t have my family name to impress him. I can’t hide behind my wealth and reputation. To him I am a blank slate. It's just me now, the way I thought I always wanted to meet someone but now I don't know if I’ll be enough.
Angie wraps her arms around me and holds me tight, calming my rapid heart beat.
"You look beautiful Eden and you're the coolest, funniest girl I know. You're pretty smart too so just be yourself. He's lucky to have a chance to meet you, remember that," she tells me.
"Thanks Angie, I needed that," I whisper.
"Its nine thirty," Sophie shouts at me from across the room, she would have been down there ten minutes ago.
"Thanks Sophie, I'm on my way," I say taking a deep breath, pushing my shoulders back and mustering up all my confidence. I walk down the stairs as quickly as I can without falling. Breaking an ankle would ruin this trip. Before I reach the door handle it opens in front of me, a man steps to the side for me to pass. I glance from his shoes up to his broad shoulders, sweeping across his muscular biceps, quickly past his lips and settling on his eyes. I smile automatically. The man is even more stunning in the morning light.
"Good morning beautiful Eden," he said with that grin I’m beginning to love and that's the voice alright. My knees weaken but I manage to walk through the door and out onto the sidewalk.
"Good morning charming Jude," I reply. If he can throw compliments at me I'll throw them back. I'll save 'sexy Jude' for later.
"Shall we," he asks offering me his hand. He has amazing manners but something tells me there is a bad boy inside him. I steal a peek at him again, looking him over as we walk down the busy London street. He keeps me close when the sidewalk narrows and leads me across the street when it is safe. I like this protective vibe. I also like the dark denim jeans he has on and the gray tee-shirt with a v, I usually don’t like that look on a guy but on Jude it looks so good. His Ray Bans have been hung on it which I’m hoping he’ll have to use. I’m missing the sun already and it hasn’t even been forty eight hours yet.
He looks over at me and grins, his eyes even lighting up. Do I do that for him? Can he really like me that much already? His confidence is so attractive as he leads me into the restaurant. I catch the hostess take a second glance at Jude, looking him up and down, not as discreetly as she should. I grip Jude’s hand tighter. I can’t claim him as mine yet, but he is taking me out not her this morning. I’m surprised by my possessiveness already.
“ A table for two please,” he orders her, then suddenly he raises our clasped hands to his lips and he kisses my knuckles, causing the hostess to turn swiftly, directing us to our table. A strange excitement had coursed through me with his touch. I’m not sure if he did it to make it obvious he wasn’t interested in her or if he did it because he wanted to kiss my skin.
Once seated his serious eyes meet my confused ones. He smiles and his gaze goes to the menu in front of him. I pick up mine and look through it, unable to focus on the words. My head still feeling dizzy from his simple kiss, his warm lips sent a wave of heat through me. The waitress steps towards our table and smiles brightly.
“ Good morning, can I get you a beverage to start?” she asks with a really thick British
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