bedroom.”
So normally, a line like that from a guy would be borderline cheesy, but from Aidan Stone, it’s, well it’s downright panty melting .
****
As Aidan and I walked out of the lobby together, Tomas stands holding the back door open for us. “Good evening Mr. Stone, sir. Gabby,” he greets.
“Evening Tomas,” nods Aidan.
We hold hands all the way to the restaurant, chatting casually about the day’s events and before I know it, we arrive, Tomas pulling the SUV into the valet parking.
The restaurant, located in Beverly Hills is situated in a quiet tree lined street. Subtle lighting spills out from the French doors and shuttered windows of the establishment. The chic décor in warm muted pastel colors with an array of eclectic furnishings communicates an air of understated elegance and I’m immediately enthusiastic to try out the cuisine to see if it’s half as good as the ambience of the venue.
“This way,” murmurs Aidan, his hand at the small of my back guiding us through the restaurant.
I’m totally enchanted by the atmosphere of this place. Tables are group together in settings of two, four and six, and are dressed in cream linen tablecloths with short crystal vases as centerpieces that are over flowing with the most perfect pale lavender roses. All the windows are arches, framed with buttercream gossamer drapes drawn back with wide satin lavender ties. Gilded frames showcase the most magnificent artwork that is hung on mellow taupe walls.
Waiters wearing pressed black dress pants, crisp white shirts and jackets with a single pale lavender rose in each lapel weave unobtrusively amongst the patrons. They even wear little white gloves as they move fluently serving, smiling… and they’re all incredible attractive.
The music is low, discreet but completely enthralling. This place is utterly charming - I can’t help but think this would be the perfect venue for an event that Jeremiah is currently working on.
“Gabriella, this is Amelia Anderson and her brother Adam,” introduces Aidan, pulling a chair out for me. Turning my attention from the restaurant, I smile and face Aidan’s business associates who are already seated at the table.
“Hi. It’s so nice to meet…” I begin, only to abruptly close my mouth, stunned, momentarily speechless as I recognize the leggy gorgeous blonde that had her paws all over my man this afternoon.
Chapter Ten
“You both,” I finish , lamely.
“It’s nice to meet you Gabriella,” says Adam, rising from his chair and holding his hand out to me. Shaking hands briefly, I take my seat next to Aidan.
“Gabriella, a pleasure,” Amelia says sweetly, flashing a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Aidan,” she practically croons, “I’ve taken the liberty of ordering a bottle of that Sauvignon Blanc you so adore. Now, come sit by me, darling. We’ve plenty to discuss tonight. It was such a pity we had to cut our meeting so short this afternoon.”
With an amicable smile, Aidan replies, “Thoughtful as always Amelia.”
Sitting down next to Amelia with her on his right and me seated to his left at the small intimate rounded table, I watch gritting my teethe as she immediately clasps her perfectly manicured hand over his forearm.
“I hope you don’t mind, but as we got here a little earlier than anticipated, we went ahead and ordered scallops for the starters,” interjects Adam, gesturing to the oval platter of food placed in the middle of the
So normally, a line like that from a guy would be borderline cheesy, but from Aidan Stone, it’s, well it’s downright panty melting .
****
As Aidan and I walked out of the lobby together, Tomas stands holding the back door open for us. “Good evening Mr. Stone, sir. Gabby,” he greets.
“Evening Tomas,” nods Aidan.
We hold hands all the way to the restaurant, chatting casually about the day’s events and before I know it, we arrive, Tomas pulling the SUV into the valet parking.
The restaurant, located in Beverly Hills is situated in a quiet tree lined street. Subtle lighting spills out from the French doors and shuttered windows of the establishment. The chic décor in warm muted pastel colors with an array of eclectic furnishings communicates an air of understated elegance and I’m immediately enthusiastic to try out the cuisine to see if it’s half as good as the ambience of the venue.
“This way,” murmurs Aidan, his hand at the small of my back guiding us through the restaurant.
I’m totally enchanted by the atmosphere of this place. Tables are group together in settings of two, four and six, and are dressed in cream linen tablecloths with short crystal vases as centerpieces that are over flowing with the most perfect pale lavender roses. All the windows are arches, framed with buttercream gossamer drapes drawn back with wide satin lavender ties. Gilded frames showcase the most magnificent artwork that is hung on mellow taupe walls.
Waiters wearing pressed black dress pants, crisp white shirts and jackets with a single pale lavender rose in each lapel weave unobtrusively amongst the patrons. They even wear little white gloves as they move fluently serving, smiling… and they’re all incredible attractive.
The music is low, discreet but completely enthralling. This place is utterly charming - I can’t help but think this would be the perfect venue for an event that Jeremiah is currently working on.
“Gabriella, this is Amelia Anderson and her brother Adam,” introduces Aidan, pulling a chair out for me. Turning my attention from the restaurant, I smile and face Aidan’s business associates who are already seated at the table.
“Hi. It’s so nice to meet…” I begin, only to abruptly close my mouth, stunned, momentarily speechless as I recognize the leggy gorgeous blonde that had her paws all over my man this afternoon.
Chapter Ten
“You both,” I finish , lamely.
“It’s nice to meet you Gabriella,” says Adam, rising from his chair and holding his hand out to me. Shaking hands briefly, I take my seat next to Aidan.
“Gabriella, a pleasure,” Amelia says sweetly, flashing a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes.
“Aidan,” she practically croons, “I’ve taken the liberty of ordering a bottle of that Sauvignon Blanc you so adore. Now, come sit by me, darling. We’ve plenty to discuss tonight. It was such a pity we had to cut our meeting so short this afternoon.”
With an amicable smile, Aidan replies, “Thoughtful as always Amelia.”
Sitting down next to Amelia with her on his right and me seated to his left at the small intimate rounded table, I watch gritting my teethe as she immediately clasps her perfectly manicured hand over his forearm.
“I hope you don’t mind, but as we got here a little earlier than anticipated, we went ahead and ordered scallops for the starters,” interjects Adam, gesturing to the oval platter of food placed in the middle of the
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