PAST
ZURICH
I grabbed the bouquet of wild orchids and stepped out of my car. I let the valet have the key as I passed by the doorman and entered the opulent restaurant that was her choice for the meeting. I had left my black assemble behind for the day and instead chose to wear a pair of grey slacks with white button down for our lunch.
It had been too long since I went on a date, and this one felt like it, making me more excited than I should be. I couldn’t put it into words but every time I looked at her it felt like there was an invisible thread pulling me toward her. Every sly glance she had given me had made me wonder what would she feel like in a room where there was no one but us. Where I could look at her without the worry of getting caught by her friends or mine.
“Excuse me
