“30 minutes is a long time to wait Connor; maybe we should go somewhere else.”
He looked at me with a smile, “30 minutes is nothing, and time will fly by. Go look at those lobsters over there.”
I flinched because I hated to see them in those glass tanks, moving around not knowing they were next to be thrown into a pot of boiling water. He grabbed my hand and led me to the bar, “We’ll sit here and have a drink until they call us.”
I sat on the stool as the bartender, a very attractive woman with long brown curly hair and large perky boobs, walked over to us, but only made eye contact with Connor. She leaned over the bar, not taking notice that I’m sitting right next to him, and with her low-cut top and cleavage hanging out she says, “What will it be handsome?”
He gave her a flirtatious smile and leaned in closer, “I’ll have a sex with the bartender.” I gasped, and with a horrified look on my face, I looked at him.
“One sex with a bartender coming right up stud,” she winked.
He looked over at me as I clenched my jaw and took in a deep breath. I could not believe he just did that and right in front of me. I bit the inside of my cheek and contemplated.
“Umm sweetheart, when you get his drink don’t forget to bring those luscious boobies over here,” I smiled. The look on Connors face was priceless after that statement.
“Ellery, what the hell are you doing?” he whispered.
“What? Am I embarrassing you Mr. I’ll have sex with a bartender?”
She came over and handed him his drink, looked at me and in an irritated way asked me what I wanted. I looked at her and pouted, “Don’t you think it’s only fair that you give me the same kind of service you’re giving him? Why should he be the only one to get to see your boobies? I like them to.”
Connor threw some money on the bar and stood up, “Come on honey, I think our table is ready.”
I smiled and winked at her as she gave me a dirty look and turned away. Connor leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, “Point taken, you bad girl.”
“You love it Mr. Black and you know it.” He smiled as the waitress showed us to our table.
I opened the menu and guess what, no non-seafood items existed. Shit, I thought to myself. What was I going to order? Well, I do have a car full of junk food if it comes down to it.
“What are you going to order Ellery?”
I looked up from my menu and glared at him, “I’m not sure; I’m torn at the moment.”
The waitress came by and asked to take our drink orders. Connor spoke up before I could tell her I wanted a Cosmopolitan.
“I’m set, and she’ll have a coke.”
I frowned, “I wanted a Cosmo Connor.”
“Not after that little stunt, who knows what that bartender would do to that drink.”
I laughed and continued looking at the menu. As soon as the waitress brought my coke, she asked us if we were ready to order. Connor closed his menu and looked at me. I glanced up at the waitress and bit my lip. Connor looked at her, “Give us a minute please.” I looked at him; I think he realized I didn’t like seafood.
“You don’t like seafood do you?” I stared at him while biting my lower lip.
“Why didn’t you say something?” He said as he ran his hands through his hair.
“Well, I wanted you to have what you wanted.”
He looked at me with those beautiful green eyes and suddenly they turned evil. He didn’t say a word, but he was scaring me as he waved for the waitress to come back.
“I’m going to order for us,” he said. Uh oh, now I’m in trouble.
“We will start with an order of Calamari, crab legs and a lobster tail for each of us, also throw in an order of broiled scallops.
The waitress looked at me, and I managed a slight smile. Connor crossed his hands and placed his elbows on the table.
“Remember the times when you made me eat things; the pizza, hot dog and let’s not forget the use of the chopsticks?”
I just stared at him. Two can play this game.
“Yes I do and I’m fine with everything you ordered.”
“We’ll see about that,” he smirked.
I leaned over the table, “You’re a vicious man Connor Black.”
He leaned in closer until we were face to face, “Not as vicious as you darling.” I sat back, smiled and reveled in the moment when he called me darling.
The waitress came and set the calamari in the center of the table. I looked at it and then at Connor. I got out my phone and Googled calamari; my eyes widened as “squid” appeared. I looked up at Connor; he was laughing at me.
“You Googled it didn’t you?”
I shook my head and took a sip of my coke. His laughing subsided, and he looked at me with a serious face.
“You don’t have to eat it, I’m sorry.”
I took in a deep breath, “No it’s ok, and I’m going to try it. It is the least I can do for everything you have done for me.” He lightly smiled as I took a piece from the plate and inspected it.
“Seriously Elle, don’t, I know you don’t want to.”
I took a small bite and started chewing; his eyes intently watched me as I was eating the Calamari and making faces. He took out his phone and started taking pictures of me, “This is classic,” he laughed. The Calamari wasn’t as awful as I thought it would be.
“Ok bad boy bring on the next one.”
Connor threw his head back and laughed as the waitress brought the scallops and lobster tails. I stabbed a scallop with my fork and held it up to my mouth as he smiled and took a picture. I ate it and to my surprise, enjoyed it. I held up the lobster tail and pouted at it as he took another picture. We both laughed and talked throughout dinner. I will admit I liked it all; this new seafood experience agreed with me. We finished up and left the restaurant. Connor put his arm around me and pulled me close. I put my hand on his chest and my head on his shoulder as we walked to the Range Rover.
We drove till we found a hotel. We only passed a billion of them, but Mr. Fancy pants had to have the best, so we drove out-of-the-way to the Ritz Carlton.
Chapter 20
We pulled up as he let the valet park his Range Rover. He walked up to the desk and gave them his last name. I watched the girls behind the counter giggle and eye him. He must have seen it to because he flashed them his flirty smile. I rolled my eyes.
The bellhop took our suitcases and led us in the elevator. “Welcome to the Ritz Carlton Mr. and Mrs. Black.”
I looked over at Connor as he began to speak, “Oh we’re not…” I cut him off.
“Thank you so much, what my husband is trying to say is that we will not be staying long.” Connor gave me a perplexed look.
The elevator took us to the Presidential Suite. The door opened, and I glanced over at Connor, “The presidential suite, really, for one night?”
“I will have nothing but the best room for my beautiful wife. Isn’t my wife beautiful?” Connor asked the bellhop with a wide grin.
“Yes sir, she’s very beautiful.” I glared at Connor and then smiled at the bellhop.
“Darling husband, make sure you tip this nice young man well.”
He pulled out a wad of money from his pocket and started thumbing through the bills. I walked over to him and grabbed a hundred-dollar bill and handed it to the bellhop. “Do you have a wife or girlfriend?” I asked.
“Yes I do, thank you ma’am.”
“Go buy her something beautiful, perhaps a nice necklace.” Connor looked at me and clenched his jaw.
“Thank you ma’am, sir, thank you,” he said excitedly as he walked out shutting the door behind him.
“Really, a hundred-dollar tip?”
“Well, it’s what you tipped the cab driver.”