restaurant was fairly empty. She felt uncomfortable enough as it was, she didn't need a lot of people watching and she knew that all eyes were always on Jude.
Having dinner with Jude wasn't what made her uncomfortable. She couldn't take her eyes off him, so she understood why others wouldn't be able to either. What really made her uncomfortable was the number of forks on the table. She never ate at such a fancy restaurant before and didn't want to look stupid. Especially not in front of Jude.
Returning again, the waiter set down a silver basket with a linen wrapped loaf of bread and two small bowls, each filled with a rounded scoop of butter.
"This is our famous house-made rosemary bread. You have your choice of our sun-dried tomato butter or the champagne brie. I think you'll enjoy both."
As soon as he left, Jude unwrapped the bread and offered Lucky a piece.
"You have to try those, they're amazing."
"You've eaten here before?"
"Yup, we stay here every time we play in Dallas, its Stan's hometown."
"No its not." She laughed.
"You never know. All I know is that's one bad-ass old man. Always has been."
Wanting to taste the champagne brie first, she spread the smooth white cream onto the bread. It was light, slightly sweet and mild tasting but amazing. Next she grabbed another piece of bread and smoothed on a dollop of the red flecked butter.
The sun-dried tomato butter had a more savory and heavier flavor than the champagne brie but was equally as tasty. The warm rosemary bread complemented them both with its delicate herb flavor. Lucky would've been happy just filling up on the bread.
As the night went on they could hear Kat and the groupies getting louder at the bar. Some of the restaurant patrons shot them dirty looks and Kat responded by giving them the finger.
"I've seen how this turns out, what do you say we ask them to pack our food and eat in my room?"
"Sounds good. I'm embarrassed for them already, I don't need it to get worse."
Once they were in Jude's room, which was just as lavish as Lucky's, he unpacked their dinner of steaks, roasted asparagus, and a special baked dish of thinly sliced potatoes layered in a jalapeño cheese sauce on the coffee table.
"Hey they must've made a mistake, there's a bottle of wine in here. Want some?"
"Ok, I'll try it," Lucky said as she sat on the floor next to Jude as he poured the wine into hotel glasses.
Lucky thought it was the best meal she ever ate, but she knew the company had a lot to do with it. She probably would've been just as happy eating at McDonald's with him. As they finished their meal, Jude turned on the TV and found an old movie.
Sitting on the couch, Jude turned to her, the gold in his green eyes sparkled but she wasn't sure if that was just the wine. His expression was playful and serious at the same time and the slightest smile played on his lips.
"You're too far, come closer," he said patting the cushion beside him.
She sat next to him and he immediately wrapped his arm around her shoulders. When she leaned into him, making herself more comfortable, his arm slid so it pressed against her back and his hand rested on her hip. She thought she was in Heaven. Curling up with Jude on the couch in front of the TV was easily the most romantic thing that ever happened to Lucky.
The movie was boring and between that, the long bus ride, the heavy meal, and the wine she felt her eyelids get heavy. She hated missing what happened at the end of the movies though, no matter how dull they were.
As she pushed to stay awake, her head slowly slipped down from his chest, to his lap. He moved her hair back from her face and slowly stroked her cheek until she fell asleep.
Opening her eyes, Lucky noticed the purple-blue sky through the open drapes, and wondered how long she had been asleep . The TV was still on and she could hear Jude breathing steadily. Lucky lifted her head from Jude's lap and looked up at him, his head resting on the back of the couch,
Having dinner with Jude wasn't what made her uncomfortable. She couldn't take her eyes off him, so she understood why others wouldn't be able to either. What really made her uncomfortable was the number of forks on the table. She never ate at such a fancy restaurant before and didn't want to look stupid. Especially not in front of Jude.
Returning again, the waiter set down a silver basket with a linen wrapped loaf of bread and two small bowls, each filled with a rounded scoop of butter.
"This is our famous house-made rosemary bread. You have your choice of our sun-dried tomato butter or the champagne brie. I think you'll enjoy both."
As soon as he left, Jude unwrapped the bread and offered Lucky a piece.
"You have to try those, they're amazing."
"You've eaten here before?"
"Yup, we stay here every time we play in Dallas, its Stan's hometown."
"No its not." She laughed.
"You never know. All I know is that's one bad-ass old man. Always has been."
Wanting to taste the champagne brie first, she spread the smooth white cream onto the bread. It was light, slightly sweet and mild tasting but amazing. Next she grabbed another piece of bread and smoothed on a dollop of the red flecked butter.
The sun-dried tomato butter had a more savory and heavier flavor than the champagne brie but was equally as tasty. The warm rosemary bread complemented them both with its delicate herb flavor. Lucky would've been happy just filling up on the bread.
As the night went on they could hear Kat and the groupies getting louder at the bar. Some of the restaurant patrons shot them dirty looks and Kat responded by giving them the finger.
"I've seen how this turns out, what do you say we ask them to pack our food and eat in my room?"
"Sounds good. I'm embarrassed for them already, I don't need it to get worse."
Once they were in Jude's room, which was just as lavish as Lucky's, he unpacked their dinner of steaks, roasted asparagus, and a special baked dish of thinly sliced potatoes layered in a jalapeño cheese sauce on the coffee table.
"Hey they must've made a mistake, there's a bottle of wine in here. Want some?"
"Ok, I'll try it," Lucky said as she sat on the floor next to Jude as he poured the wine into hotel glasses.
Lucky thought it was the best meal she ever ate, but she knew the company had a lot to do with it. She probably would've been just as happy eating at McDonald's with him. As they finished their meal, Jude turned on the TV and found an old movie.
Sitting on the couch, Jude turned to her, the gold in his green eyes sparkled but she wasn't sure if that was just the wine. His expression was playful and serious at the same time and the slightest smile played on his lips.
"You're too far, come closer," he said patting the cushion beside him.
She sat next to him and he immediately wrapped his arm around her shoulders. When she leaned into him, making herself more comfortable, his arm slid so it pressed against her back and his hand rested on her hip. She thought she was in Heaven. Curling up with Jude on the couch in front of the TV was easily the most romantic thing that ever happened to Lucky.
The movie was boring and between that, the long bus ride, the heavy meal, and the wine she felt her eyelids get heavy. She hated missing what happened at the end of the movies though, no matter how dull they were.
As she pushed to stay awake, her head slowly slipped down from his chest, to his lap. He moved her hair back from her face and slowly stroked her cheek until she fell asleep.
Opening her eyes, Lucky noticed the purple-blue sky through the open drapes, and wondered how long she had been asleep . The TV was still on and she could hear Jude breathing steadily. Lucky lifted her head from Jude's lap and looked up at him, his head resting on the back of the couch,
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