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Sunset Chapter 6 He brought me to my favorite restaurant �Ciao�. �Nick this is my favorite restaurant.� �Really?� �Yeah.� We sat down upstairs. No one else was there. �Can I get you something to drink?� The waiter asked. �Yeah. Coke. Jem?� �A Shirley Temple.� The waiter leaves. �Jem, what is a Shirley Temple? �Club soda or unflavored seltzer with Grenadine and a cherry.� �Oh, what kind of cherry and can I have it?� �Marisheno, no.� �Oh come on.� �No, I like the cherry.� �If you have two can I have one?� �Maybe.� �Come on.� �I said �maybe�.� �Here are your drinks.� �Hmm, one cherry. Looks like you don�t get a cherry.� �Rats.� �He, he.� �Can I have a sip?� �Yeah.� He took a sip and brought the cherry up with the straw. �Hey! Give me back my cherry!� �Uh, uh.� �Nick.� I gave him this puppy dog eye look. �Fine.� He put my cherry back. �I can�t stand that look with your eyes.� �Good. I found something you can�t stand.� �Oh, I give up.� �He he.� �Are you two ready to order?� �Yeah. Ravioli in butter sauce, no parsley.� �Spaghetti.� The waiter leaves. �You�re picky.� �I know.� �Ugg!� �He, he.� After a while the food came. We ate. �That dinner was good. What�s for desert?� �Chocolate Mousse Cake. I can never finish a piece.� �Then we�ll split a piece.� �Is everything O.K. here?� �Yeah, could we have the Chocolate Mousse Cake?� �Certainly.� �No sauce.� I said. �You are picky!� �You said that already.� �I know but you are.� �Nick.� �Hmm?� �I probably would�ve reacted differently with out the guys there when you just had that towel on.� �How?� �Oh look our cake. See how you like it Nick.� He took a bite. �Mmm. Delicious.� He moved his chair over to the side. �Here.� He fed me a piece. I savored it. After a while I said: �I�ll finish it then.� He finished it. �I can see why you can never finish a piece. Check.� He paid the check and we left. He drove me home. We were at the door and I was opening it when he put his arms around my waist and kissed me on my neck. |