The Dinner

Standing before his eyes was a form he never expected to see Natalie in.

This was the form he could only dream of. It took a lot of willpower to keep his little big brother down.

Did she have any atom of caution. How can she just open up the door like that.

On the other hand, Natalie couldn't help but rub her eyes.

DAMN!!!

She slammed the door in his face and took deep breaths.

After a while, she opened up the door again.

Everytime she saw him, he seemed to look hotter.

Wearing a white Tee, black jacket, blue jeans on his long legs and black suede ankle boots with a men casual crepe sole.

His hair was styled as usual but his hair looked like he had ruffled it a lot. Obviously he had been standing out the door for a while.

"Ummm...Natalie could you uhhh...." He averted his gaze although he was tempted to look he couldn't ruin his gentlemanly image.

It was then that Natalie noticed what she was only wearing a towel but she didn't move. Instead, she put her hands on her waist and stared at him.

"Do you have a problem with what I'm wearing? Oh what am I saying? You can't possibly have a problem. You show up at a girl's door unexpectedly and think she'll be wearing an evening gown? Hell wrong. How the fuck did you even get my address?"

"Umm...I'm sorry for just showing up like that. I'm wrong there but when I realized that I didn't give you a location for the dinner, I carried out an investigation and located your apartment. I guess I was really desperate to go out with you. I mean out on a gratitude dinner." Clearing his throat, he stated.

"Ohh...I'm sorry. I guess I'll go get ready." She said letting him in.

"Make yourself comfy, I'll be out in a jiffy." She said walking towards her bedroom.

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Looking into her wardrobe, she was at a loss.

Judging from how he was dressed, it was just a casual gratitude dinner. Not too formal and not too cozy and casual.

But the problem was she didn't know what to wear.

She didn't want to overdo it or else she would look too desperate and at the same time she didn't want to look dull around him.

After almost half an hour of brainstorming, she settled for an outfit and walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

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It was 7:40 p.m. when Natalie came out.

She had used an hour and 20 minutes to wash up, get dressed and apply her makeup.

She settled for a black knitted long sleeved shirt tucked into a pair of blue high waist jeans with the left knee ripped and a pair of black leather heeled ankle boots.

"We can leave now." She said with a smile on her pink glossy lips.

"Sure." Pheonix said after having his fair share of ogling at her.

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In the Portman Villa.

"I've been trying to reach him but his phone is switched off. Where could he be?" Mrs. Portman paced nervously round the living room.

"Oh don't worry my love. He can take care of whatever he meets." Mr. Portman said trying to comfort her.

"How can I not worry when my son is out there and no one knows where he is. Ahhhh Mi esposo[1] I am loosing my mind. Our son barely escaped death and now they might be after him again." Her voice got louder and louder as she was fixed between anger and worry.

"You know we'll find him so don't worry." Mr. Portman was never able to calm his wife down when she got worried.

"But why is his phone switched off? Why can't we reach him? What if he's in danger? Maybe that's why we can't reach him." She was becoming more and more paranoid.

"calm down Camilla. Nothing can get past his eyes. If anything is going to happen he should have seen it already. Just have some faith in him."

"Ok. He's safe, he's ok. Nothing is wrong with him." Her calm American accent was now washed away as her Spanish tongue surfaced indicating her loss of composure. If they didn't hear from Pheonix she might run mad.

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The two arrived at a restaurant.

It was a kind of fancy place that Natalie didn't expect. He was dressed so casually that she thought they were going somewhere low key but it was quite the opposite.

"You seem really comfortable here. You must be a regular."

"Not really. I'm ok here because it's my mom's place." He said as they walked towards their table.

Their table was located at the upper level of the restaurant where VIP visitors were situated.

Theirs was centred on the terrace.

"Great view" Natalie commented.

"Thanks." He said pulling out her chair.

As they sat down, the waiter came for their orders.

And do their night began.

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In a car across the road.

"The target has been locked."

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[1] My husband

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