Finding new love

Chapter 9 -

So I play it safe: a black short dress and heeled sandals, loose hair, and light makeup. I arrive in front of the bar at the agreed time, and to my delight, Oliver is already there. With a relaxed attitude, as if he has no problem waiting as long as he needs to, he directs his gaze to me and activates all the nerves in my body. I approach him with a smile, a little insecure, and he extends his hand to me, then kisses my back. Okay, points won. He locked his gaze on mine and brought me closer to him. "Isabella. It's wonderful that you answered. I did not hope for anything as your call. " Oh, hell, the guy knows the knowledge. I feel myself melting under those blue sapphires as she tells me what every woman wants to hear. It’s just focused on me. He put his hand on the bottom of my back and led me to the bar. A small table by the window awaits us. It is as if we are in our places for a moment; he sits across from me and stares again. He doesn't say anything, he just records me. "You have beautiful hair. Are you a natural blonde? ” I giggle like a kid. For God's sake, if I could, I'd bang my head. "Yes, natural." "I couldn't help but notice that black looks great on you, too. You are beautiful." I know he really means it. His gaze truly adores me, he doesn't run away to his cell phone, to the busty waitress or to the half-naked girls at the table next to ours. "Thank you, and you are a beautiful man," I say what is on my mind, causing his little smile.