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Date Night

          Louis held my hand as we walked into a  building with walls with openings in them, kind of like windows.  The lights were dimmed to give it the romantic atmosphere feeling.  There were small round tables which sat two chairs at each.  The place was almost full of couples which the exception of a few empty tables.  There were a couple of spiral staircases on each side of the building.  We worked our way over to the maĆ®tre dā€™ who kind of reminded me of Alfred from the old Batman cartoons those different stations would show for children.  He was tall and bout in his sixties with grey hair but bald from the forehead to the middle of his head.  He wore a black dress suit which included long black dress pants, black polished dress shoes, a white long sleeves dress shirt, and a long black coat which had a split tail in the back.  He had slightly grey mustache under his nose which was barely noticeable.  He fit the criteria for the role of a butler.  He wore a friendly and pleasant smile on his barely wrinkled face.  ā€œGood evening, how may I help you?ā€

          ā€œI made reservations earlier,ā€ Louis replied.

          ā€œOkayā€¦. And what is the name, sir?ā€ the man asked as he turned his attention to a long list on the podium and placed a pair of small silver reading glasses on his face.

          ā€œMatthews.ā€

          ā€œOkay let me see if I can find it.ā€  I watched as the man took his skinny long pointer finger on the list and searched for the name while he mumbled it to remind himself what he was looking for.  ā€œHere we go Mr. Louis Matthews right?

          Louis smiled.  ā€œYes, sir.ā€

          The man looked up at us and smiled.  ā€œReservation for twoā€¦. Right this way.ā€

          ā€œThank you.ā€  Louis gestured for me to walk ahead of him.  ā€œLadies first.ā€

          I followed the man while Louis followed behind me.  We followed the maĆ®tre dā€™ up the left staircase and over to a small rounded table covered with a long white table cloth.  Sitting on top of the cloth was a couple of small round lit candles and a vase with a few flowers.  We had the view of the town next to the wide window which covered majority of the room.  It was so beautiful.  The city lights lit the dark street up from below.  I was amazed by the captivating beauty of the townā€™s lights.

          Louis pulled a chair out from under the table.  ā€œSam,ā€ he spoke with a sweet calming voice.

          I looked at him as he gestured for me to sit down.  I smiled and sat in the chair he had pulled out for me.  ā€œThank you.ā€

          He smiled as he sat in the chair across from me.

          The maĆ®tre dā€™ handed us each a menu.  ā€œA waiter will be here shortly to take your orders for food and drinks.ā€

          ā€œThanks,ā€ Louis told the man.

          The man nodded with a smile then left.

          Louis turned his attention toward me.  He looked me up and down as we sat there in silence.  I could tell that he was trying to think of a conversation so I waited for him to speak.  ā€œYou look lovely tonight, Sam,ā€ he finally said after a moment.

          ā€œThank you.  You look good too,ā€ I replied.  I looked around the room, noticing a few other couples.  A couple of them were about our age while the others were older couples who were middle aged or older.  ā€œThis is a nice little place.ā€

          Louis nodded as he looked around as well.

          ā€œDid you ever bring your wife here?ā€

          He looked at me and shook his head.  ā€œNoā€¦. A true gentleman doesnā€™t bring his girlfriend to places that he brought his deceased wife too, not including family and friendsā€™ homesā€¦. Too many memories and his girlfriend isnā€™t his wifeā€¦. The two women are different therefore itā€™s better to keep them separatedā€¦.ā€ I could see sadness in his eyes as he spoke.  I could only imagine the pain that he was filling.  ā€œI figured that it would be better to bring you to a place where I have no memories with any other womanā€¦. And it was actually Eric who had suggested itā€¦. This was about the only place I hadnā€™t had a chance to bring her too before she past so I agreed that it was a good choice to bring you.ā€  His eyes moved to toward the table cloth.  ā€œI kind of feel like Iā€™m cheating on Christyā€¦. I know Iā€™m not because sheā€™s gone but it still feels like I amā€¦. I know that sheā€™d want me to move on but after having spent so much time getting to know her and even though sheā€™s been dead for two years it still feels horrible for me to be with another womenā€¦.ā€

          I intertwined my fingers with his to let him.  ā€œIf you donā€™t want to move into a relationship yet then take your timeā€¦.ā€

          ā€œItā€™s not that.ā€  Louis locked his eyes with mine.  ā€œI feel like Iā€™m not the guy you needā€¦. I feel like you need someone betterā€¦. Even nowā€¦.ā€

          I shook my head.  ā€œI donā€™t want anyone elseā€¦. I admit that at first I hated you because of the fact that you were such a jerk to me but now I see that youā€™re not the person I thought youā€¦. Honestly, I couldnā€™t imagine being here with another guyā€¦. You rescued me from dangerā€¦. Out of all of the jerks I have ever met in my lifeā€¦. I donā€™t think any of them would have been willing to fight that evil man to keep him away from me andā€¦. Lainieā€¦. I see how much you love her as if sheā€™s your own childā€¦.ā€ I kind of smiled.  ā€œI find that to be cute and sweet when a man loves children and watches out for themā€¦. Iā€™m glad that I met you so please donā€™t ruin our first date because youā€™re worried about how Iā€™m going to think of you.ā€  I suddenly leaned forward as I closed my eyes and kissed him.  The feeling was as sweet and breathtaking as when he had kissed me.  I had never felt anything like the amazing feeling I was feeling with him.  I slowly pulled myself away from him and locked eyes with him.  ā€œAnd Christy would understand that you need to move on with your lifeā€¦. Itā€™d be one thing if she were still alive but because sheā€™s not here anymoreā€¦. Sheā€™d want you to move onā€¦. I know that youā€™ll probably never get over her completely but you donā€™t need to keep living in the pastā€¦. Iā€™m here for you.ā€

          ā€œThanks, Sam.ā€

          A man about in his early thirties walked over to us.  He wore nice dress pants and shoes with a long sleeves white dress shirt.  The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and he wore a rectangular white apron with pockets.  He pulled out a small pad and a pen, flipping through the pad.  ā€œReady to order?ā€ the man spoke in a French accent.

          Louis kind of smiled.  ā€œSorry weā€™ve been kind of talkingā€¦. Can we go ahead and order our drinks though?ā€

          ā€œOf course, monsieur.ā€

          ā€œIā€™ll have water and, Sam, do you happen to drink any alcoholic beverages?  I mean occasionally,ā€ he asked, fixing his words so he didnā€™t sound like he was assuming that I was an alcoholic.

          I smiled.  ā€œOccasionally, if itā€™s there.ā€

          ā€œHave you ever had wine before?ā€

          ā€œNo.ā€

          ā€œWould you like to try some?  I mean you donā€™t have to get drunkā€¦. I mean if you like it you can haveā€¦.ā€ He sighed, kind of frustrated with himself.

          I kind of laughed, knowing that he wasnā€™t trying to sound like a jerk on purpose.  I could tell that he was actually trying to be polite but didnā€™t know what to say that didnā€™t sound offensive.  ā€œI like to try some.ā€

          Louis smiled with relief.  ā€œOkay thenā€¦. Can you bring out your finest bottle of wine?ā€

          ā€œOf course, monsieur.ā€  The waiter left, leaving Louis and I alone.

          ā€œIā€™m sorry if I sounded rudeā€¦. Iā€™m kind of rusty in dating because itā€™s been so long.ā€

          ā€œItā€™s alright.  I donā€™t have much experience with dating either.ā€

          ā€œReally?  But I was sure that you had men graveling at your feetā€¦. I mean youā€™re beautifulā€¦.ā€

          ā€œNoā€¦. Iā€™ve only had one real boyfriend and Iā€™ve met a lot of jerks who really could care less about me unless they want to make other girls jealousā€¦.ā€ I sighed, kind of tearing up at the thought.  ā€œIā€™m not beautifulā€¦. Iā€™m just meā€¦.ā€

          ā€œYou are beautifulā€¦. Even when youā€™re not wearing make-upā€¦. And those other guys donā€™t know what theyā€™re missing out on.ā€  Louis took his right hand and placed his fingers on against my cheek.  He wiped away the tears that fell from my eyes.  ā€œYou donā€™t deserve a guy whoā€™s going to break your heartā€¦. I wonā€™t do that to youā€¦. I canā€™t tell you to trust me or believe me but I will show youā€¦. I will not let you suffer.ā€  That time he was the one leaning closer toward me and he kissed me.  When he pulled away from me, he kind of smiled.  ā€œThat seems to be our third kiss.ā€  He kind of laughed.

          I looked up at him and slightly smiled.

          ā€œHave you ever tried ratatouille?ā€ Louis asked, changing the subject as he opened up his menu and started searching for something to eat.

          I gave him a funny and confused look at his question.  ā€œIsnā€™t that a French meal?ā€

          Louis smiled at my response and nodded.  ā€œThis restaurant is owned by a French man and if you look at the menu youā€™ll realize that this is a French restaurant.ā€

          ā€œOh,ā€ I sighed.

          Louis kind of laughed at me.  ā€œItā€™s okayā€¦. I didnā€™t actually expect you to know that.ā€

          ā€œNo I havenā€™t tried ratatouille before,ā€ I replied answering his original question.

          ā€œOh then you shouldā€¦. Itā€™s worth trying.ā€

          ā€œOkay then I willā€¦. Do I remind you of your wife?ā€ I asked, biting my lip.  It was something that was kind of bothering me to know and I didnā€™t want to upset him but it was something that I needed to know.

          Louis took a deep breath and locked eyes with me.  ā€œNoā€¦. You two are completely two different peopleā€¦. She was a blonde when she actually had a head full of hair before chemo and even then she wore blonde wigsā€¦. Youā€™re a brunette with dark brown hair almost blackā€¦.  She had beautiful blue-green hazel eyes which changed color from day to dayā€¦. You have beautiful dark brown eyes that stay the sameā€¦.ā€  He smiled slightly.  ā€œShe listened where as youā€™re stubbornā€¦. The only similarity you two have is that neither of you realize how beautiful you are from the inside outā€¦. Your personalities are different but I have a feeling that as time goes by Iā€™ll love you the same way I was in love with her but in so many different waysā€¦. So no you do not remind me of herā€¦. If you did then Iā€™d feel like the only reason why Iā€™d be with you was because I was in rebound as you Americans call itā€¦. Thatā€™s the same as using you I believeā€¦. I couldnā€™t do that to

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