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sort of thing happened every day, Lyndsay agreed to the meeting for the next day. Hanging up the phone, she pumped her fists in the air in excitement and couldn’t wait until tomorrow. Her next biggest worry was…would he like her designs?
    Lyndsay knew exactly where Maximillian’s was on South Street in downtown Providence and she had no problem parking. Lugging her bag with her laptop, sketch pad, and a folder full of sample pictures, she entered the restaurant feeling nervous about seeing him again, worried about whether he’d like her ideas, and uncertain about eating at such a high caliber restaurant. Although her father had taken her and Carl out to dinner many times growing up, it was usually to family restaurants. Lyndsay had never been to such an exclusive restaurant before and her nerves were a bit on edge.
    As she approached the hostess stand and said she was meeting someone, the hostess glanced at her computer and asked, “Are you meeting with Mr. Olson?” Nodding her head in the affirmative, the hostess explained, “Mr. Olson is already here. Please follow me.” Following the woman across the dining room, Lyndsay saw Nick immediately sitting in a booth. The restaurant smelled heavenly and she loved the white table clothes and the deep, rich wood tone of the chairs and walls. As she approached the table, she could see Nick stand up and smile.
    Trying to project as confident an air as possible, Lyndsay extended her hand once again in a business like greeting and said, “Thank you for inviting me to lunch. I’ve always wanted to come here.”
    Remaining standing while Lyndsay slid into her side of the booth with her oversized bag, Nick replied, “I’m glad you could join me. It’s nice to get out of the office for a while, don’t you think? It makes things a little less formal.” Not knowing what to say, Lyndsay simply nodded her head and smiled.
    For the first half hour, they perused the menu and Nick gently asked personal questions about her. She was secretly thril led that he cared enough to ask but reminded herself that he was just being polite and to not read too much into it. When lunch arrived, they continued to keep things on a personal level and Lyndsay began to explore a little bit about his family and background. She noticed he rarely took his eyes off her and the intensity of his gaze made her feel like he was looking right into her soul. Once the dishes were cleared, it was time for the presentation. As Lyndsay pulled out her laptop and booted it up, she realized that there was no way she could make the presentation with both of them being on opposite sides of the table. She was going to have either move over to his side of the booth or he was going to have to squeeze in next to her. For the love of Liza, Lyndsay thought desperately. This is going to be awkward. Clearing her throat, she explained,” I’m not going to be able to walk you through my ideas on the laptop from this angle. Perhaps I should come over to your side of the table?”
    Realizing that what she was saying was indeed a problem, Nick held up his hand and said, “Stay where you are. I’ll come around to your side.” Within seconds Nick was shoulder to shoulder with her in the booth and she could instantly smell the light scent of his aftershave. Up until now, they had never been this close to one another an d Lyndsay just hoped to god she could manipulate the laptop keys without fumbling. Sitting side by side with eyes glued on the computer screen, Lyndsay walked Nick through her initial sketches and layout designs. As the minutes ticked by, Nick remained silent, and the more silent he was, the more nervous she got. Fearing that he hated what she was showing him, Lyndsay grew increasingly uncomfortable. The fact that he was sitting so close made it even worse. Every so often his shoulder or leg would rub up against her and she could feel an increased wave of desire overtake her. She could also feel her body heating up