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“I like that...” I
thought. “So you three must be pretty tight, huh? Your brother and
sister?”
    He didn’t say anything right
away. “Well...we used to...” Something in his voice had changed. “I
mean, me and my sister still cool and ting but...that’s a story for
a whole other time, Gabriela... You right. Family can be a bit of a
tricky subject.”
    I nodded slowly. The wine
was starting to make me feel warm all over. Or maybe it was the
company. I couldn’t tell. “So how old are you, Ben?” I had tried to
piece together his age from his bio on the website but I wasn’t
sure.
    He smiled. “How old you
think I am?”
    I stared him down for a
moment or two. “Twenty-eight.”
    He shook his head slowly and
gave me a little thumbs up to indicate the number was
higher.
    “ Thirty-one,” I
tried again.
    He shook his head again.
“One more...”
    “ Hmmm...” I
sighed. “You are older than me...”
    He nodded. “I
know.”
    “ How old you
think I am?”
    “ Don’t have to
guess,” he said. “You’re twenty-seven.”
    I raised my eyebrows. “Wow.
Impressive.”
    “ I know. Your
facebook page is very informative.”
    I laughed. “Oh right. My
bad.”
    “ So you in the
habit of stalking men online or am I the first?”
    I shrugged innocently. “This
is the age of technology. Who doesn’t google a guy before a date
nowadays?”
    “ Ahh...so what
you find out about me?”
    I took another sip of my
wine. “I found out that the camera is very good to you.”
    He smiled that
heart-stopping smile again. “What else?”
    “ Hmmm...” I
thought for a moment. “Well, I found out that you have a very
strong female fan-base. Most of the women that comment on your
youtube page go on and on about how this sexy brother can come cook
for me at home any day...bla bla...etcetera.”
    He raised his eyebrows.
“Really?” He acted like he had no idea what I was talking
about.
    “ Oh and this one
girl started an online poll to see how many signatures it would
take for you to do an episode butt-naked...” The wine was really
taking its effect.
    His eyes went wide.
“Fuck...you serious?”
    I rolled my eyes. “Oh come
on, don’t act like you don’t know this...”
    He leaned back in his seat
again. “I don’t run the page.”
    I still wasn’t buying it.
“Whatever...”
    “ I’m serious,” he
insisted. “My producer runs the page. And my camera-guy. But now
that you telling me all this, maybe I should go check it
out.”
    “ Mmmhmm...if you
say so,” I teased him. “So how many would it take?”
    “ How many
what?”
    “ Signatures.”
    He thought for a moment.
“Just one.”
    I raised my
eyebrows.
    “ But it wouldn’t
be on youtube. It would have to be a private show,” he explained,
that intense look taking over again.
    I was getting so warm now. I
fanned my face lightly with my hand. “This wine is really
tasty...”
    He smiled. “I can tell. So
what you feel I should cook if I did?”
    “ Hmm...good
question.” I met his eyes. “Something sweet.”
    “ I see...” He was
thinking. “So what’s your favourite...something sweet?”
    I smiled. “That’s
easy...”
    “ Chocolate.” He
knew. Of course he knew.
    “ Yup...anything
chocolate.”
    “ Hmm...I guess
I’ll have to give you something chocolate then...I’ll work on
that.”
    I needed to change the
subject before I got too carried away. “So how did the whole
youtube thing start anyway?”
    “ Well...” He
sighed. “Long story.”
    I laughed. “That’s okay,
it’s not midnight yet.”
    He smiled. “I was actually
just hangin’ out with Lena – you know, from the restaurant – and
she was watching one of those cooking shows on Food Network. I
don’t remember which one but she kept goin’ on about how I could do
that because I did a demo at the restaurant just before that for
some students from my culinary school and they had filmed it –
everyone kept sayin’ how am good on camera – so anyway we did