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the afternoon.
It was lovely.
    We were greeted by a man in a black suit followed by a beautiful
woman also in black, but she wore a black miniskirt and had legs that never
seemed to stop. She also had a white blouse that displayed her ample breasts. I
noticed Alex shift when she approached us. “Alex!” The man kissed him on both
cheeks. “It is so good to see you.” He had an accent, which I imagined was
Italian. “Who is this lovely lady?”
    “Anthony, this is Aubrey, a friend of mine.”
    He kissed the top of my hand. “It is a pleasure to meet you. You
have a good man here in your friend, Alex. He’s a good-a boy. Come, your table
is ready. I show you.”
    He was too cute the way he called Alex a good boy in his Italian
accent. I giggled a little when he said it, and Alex covered his eyes with his
right hand. He looked a tad embarrassed, which made me giggle a little more.
    Anthony seemed to know Alex well. Was this a regular place Alex
brought dates? My heart started to race. “Thank you, Anthony.”
    We sat down, and the woman sauntered up to us with menus in hand.
She batted her eyelashes, handed us menus hardly looking at me, and put her
hand on Alex’s shoulder. “Hey, handsome, it’s good to see you. Can I get you
something to drink?”
    Alex looked at me. I tried to keep my face neutral; although, I
was getting a tad annoyed. Was this going to happen everywhere? I could
understand the club since he was the owner, but did he really bring me
somewhere where one of his conquests worked? I made a mental note for later; I
didn’t want to forget anything. “Aubrey, would you like a drink?” I felt like
ordering a bottle of Jack, but decided on a glass of white wine.
    “A glass of chardonnay, please.”
    Alex smiled that beautiful smile of his, turned to the woman,
ordered a bottle rather than a glass, and told her to bring two glasses. She
smiled at him and said, “Anything for you, sweetheart.”
    Gag! My head was down, and I bit my lip and prayed I didn’t draw
blood. I started to think this wasn’t a good idea. Who needs this? Not me,
that’s for sure. I just wanted to meet someone and get some ideas for a
romance novel. I didn’t want to meet someone and get information for a book entitled How to Juggle Multiple Women at Once or How to See Your Exes While Out
with Someone Else.
    “Aubrey, are you okay?” I looked at him. I had a quick decision
to make: shrug it off as if it didn’t bother me or ask him about her and this
place.
    “Yes, I’m fine. I take it you come here often? You seem to know
the staff here.” I really tried to keep my voice even, but I knew that I was going
to start sounding irritated and on the side of bitchy.
    He looked apprehensive. “I’ve been coming here since I was young.
My mom and I used to come to lunch here after we spent the morning at the park.
The man who greeted us knew my mom, and he knows how much I miss her. As for
our waitress, Valerie, she is his daughter. We’ve known each other a long time;
we sort of grew up together.”
    My head seemed to nod on its own. “I can understand why you’d
want to come here. I know I probably don’t have a right to ask, but Valerie
seems—how should I put it—attracted to you. I assume there’s a story there.”
    His shoulders slumped forward. Then he sat up straight and looked
at me. “Yes, I guess you can say there’s history, but not much of a story. We dated
in high school and hooked up a couple of times in college. I don’t think of her
as more than a friend though. And you do have the right to ask. Since I brought
you here and after what you witnessed at the club last night, my reputation
isn’t stellar. I’m really not that guy. I suppose I once was, but I’m
twenty-eight now, and I want more than just a hook-up.”
    “Well, trust me, Valerie thinks you’re more than just a friend;
call it women’s intuition, but that is how I see it.” Just then Valerie sauntered
back over with our wine.
    She