replied, not removing her hand from his.
As they walked out of the hotel, Kate’s words from earlier ringing in her ears, her small hand in his, she felt she truly was ready, for the first time in a long time.
They grabbed a taxi and headed towards Little Italy. “Is Italian okay?” he asked.
“One of my favorites.” She was impressed by the fact that they took a taxi. She half expected him to try to impress her with a limousine and a fancy restaurant. But, in the short amount of time she had known him, she had learned Jason was a simple man, not one to show off that he had tons of money, and she liked that.
“So, where are we eating?” she asked.
“A little restaurant called Tony’s. It’s a small place, out of the way. They have some of the best food and music there. It’s owned by some old friends of mine, so they’ll be good about making sure no one tries to bother us.”
Rebekah nodded her head, and they finished the rest of the ride in silence, enjoying one another’s company. Once they arrived at Tony’s, Jason helped her out of the car, paid the driver and escorted her into the restaurant. Immediately, two rather intimidating men greeted them.
“Tony, Paulie, how are you?” Jason asked, shaking their hands.
“Good, Mr. Taylor. Do you want your usual table?”
“Please.” Again placing his hand on the small of her back, he guided her to follow Tony. He led them to a secluded table in the corner of the restaurant. Because of its location, it was blocked from the view of most of the other tables there. Just as earlier today, Jason pulled out her chair for her, and took a seat only once she was settled in.
Looking around her, Rebekah couldn’t help but fall in love with the quaint little restaurant. Red and white checked tablecloths hung elegantly over each table and flames danced atop the wax-covered candles sitting on each table as well. Soft music was playing in the background, and tile mosaics graced the walls, each depicting country life in Italy. All this added to the atmosphere of being in some Italian villa.
Nodding towards the two men they had met at the door, she glanced at him with a teasing glint in her eyes. “So, what?” she asked. “Do you have connections with the mob or something?”
“Funny. You know, not every Italian male in New York belongs to the mob.” He laughed and she joined him, again surprised at how comfortable she felt with him. “I’ve known Tony and Paulie for a long time. They know I like to come here when I need some peace and quiet, so this is where they always seat me. Most people don’t even know when I come in here and I like that, especially when I just need to get away from it all. I’ve been here a lot in the past six months.”
“Carrie,” she stated quietly. He nodded his head indicating she was correct. Nothing more was said as the waiter arrived and they placed their orders.
A few minutes later they both sat quietly, sipping glasses of wine when Jason broke the silence. “I met Carrie in Newburgh years ago. She was an aspiring artist, and I was attracted to her. I had been injured on the set of the show, and she took care of me. I stayed with her for a while. It was better than going back to my family’s house. They are a bit insane, but that’s a different story.”
She gave a small laugh as he paused to allow the returning waiter to place their food on the table. They began to eat. "Believe me, that, I definitely understand." She stopped to let him continue.
“Anyway, the longer I stayed with her, the more attracted to her I became. She wasn’t perfect, and had some annoying habits, but I figured, who doesn’t. I went back to work not long after I moved in with her. We fought about that a lot. Carrie got very jealous of any actress I worked with. She hated it when I did any sort of love scene. I tried to explain to her that it was a soap, and that’s
As they walked out of the hotel, Kate’s words from earlier ringing in her ears, her small hand in his, she felt she truly was ready, for the first time in a long time.
They grabbed a taxi and headed towards Little Italy. “Is Italian okay?” he asked.
“One of my favorites.” She was impressed by the fact that they took a taxi. She half expected him to try to impress her with a limousine and a fancy restaurant. But, in the short amount of time she had known him, she had learned Jason was a simple man, not one to show off that he had tons of money, and she liked that.
“So, where are we eating?” she asked.
“A little restaurant called Tony’s. It’s a small place, out of the way. They have some of the best food and music there. It’s owned by some old friends of mine, so they’ll be good about making sure no one tries to bother us.”
Rebekah nodded her head, and they finished the rest of the ride in silence, enjoying one another’s company. Once they arrived at Tony’s, Jason helped her out of the car, paid the driver and escorted her into the restaurant. Immediately, two rather intimidating men greeted them.
“Tony, Paulie, how are you?” Jason asked, shaking their hands.
“Good, Mr. Taylor. Do you want your usual table?”
“Please.” Again placing his hand on the small of her back, he guided her to follow Tony. He led them to a secluded table in the corner of the restaurant. Because of its location, it was blocked from the view of most of the other tables there. Just as earlier today, Jason pulled out her chair for her, and took a seat only once she was settled in.
Looking around her, Rebekah couldn’t help but fall in love with the quaint little restaurant. Red and white checked tablecloths hung elegantly over each table and flames danced atop the wax-covered candles sitting on each table as well. Soft music was playing in the background, and tile mosaics graced the walls, each depicting country life in Italy. All this added to the atmosphere of being in some Italian villa.
Nodding towards the two men they had met at the door, she glanced at him with a teasing glint in her eyes. “So, what?” she asked. “Do you have connections with the mob or something?”
“Funny. You know, not every Italian male in New York belongs to the mob.” He laughed and she joined him, again surprised at how comfortable she felt with him. “I’ve known Tony and Paulie for a long time. They know I like to come here when I need some peace and quiet, so this is where they always seat me. Most people don’t even know when I come in here and I like that, especially when I just need to get away from it all. I’ve been here a lot in the past six months.”
“Carrie,” she stated quietly. He nodded his head indicating she was correct. Nothing more was said as the waiter arrived and they placed their orders.
A few minutes later they both sat quietly, sipping glasses of wine when Jason broke the silence. “I met Carrie in Newburgh years ago. She was an aspiring artist, and I was attracted to her. I had been injured on the set of the show, and she took care of me. I stayed with her for a while. It was better than going back to my family’s house. They are a bit insane, but that’s a different story.”
She gave a small laugh as he paused to allow the returning waiter to place their food on the table. They began to eat. "Believe me, that, I definitely understand." She stopped to let him continue.
“Anyway, the longer I stayed with her, the more attracted to her I became. She wasn’t perfect, and had some annoying habits, but I figured, who doesn’t. I went back to work not long after I moved in with her. We fought about that a lot. Carrie got very jealous of any actress I worked with. She hated it when I did any sort of love scene. I tried to explain to her that it was a soap, and that’s
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