The Dinner Date

The first day at work is when you get to see all the hot men with whom you're going to spend about half your day, and most importantly, this is the day when you are going to find out if your coming days are going to be awesome or you're going to be as miserable as anyone could be.

And after almost five different jobs which almost made me hate myself, I landed that one job which suits my personality, where I can be me and finally settle in.

I was engrossed in the first manuscript which was a compilation of fifteen short stories from a newbie author from which I had to find the best one and introduce him to the world of authorship. I was doing my dream job, and I am loving it.

I didn't even realize that it was already 1:30 PM and remembered that Carol would be reaching here any minute now. I quickly opened my google to search for someplace to eat and found a small pizza place just around the corner, at least now we won't have to sit and waste our time arguing about the place to eat.

My head was completely wrapped into my new job when my head swiftly swayed towards the face, which still made my heart flutter with a mere thought. I shook my head telling myself to not succumb to daydreaming yet and stood up to tell my new boss that I am going to have my lunch.

"Hey Jefferey, I am going out for lunch. Will be back in half an hour." I peeped through a small opening without not fully opening the door and saw Jefferey was busy on a call, so he just smiled and nodded in approval. Well, a boss who is not an ass, I thought to myself as I walked to the elevator.

I dialed Carol as soon as I arrived at the ground level, "Hey, where are you at?" I asked. "I am just two blocks away, come to pick up something for the office, come down, I am just arriving!" She said and as I could hear all the traffic noises, I assumed she wasn't lying so I stepped out to wait for her.

Around ten minutes pass by before her car makes an appearance from the end of the street, I waved at her to make it easy for her to notice me. She smiled and stopped right next to me, opening the door wide open.

I get myself into the car and tell her about the pizza place which even she was relieved to hear as we couldn't have to go through the torture of discussing where to eat. It was not even a minute ride that we arrived there, she parked the car alongside the road, since it was afternoon and almost everyone would be busy working on a Monday like this it was easy to get to the parking spot.

"So tell me, what happened? Don't leave a single detail!" Carol asks as soon as we sit down after ordering our favorite pepperoni and cheese pizza. I took a deep breath before I spilled all my beans and hoped that she wouldn't say something that I am not ready to hear.

"Okay, so before I tell you anything, how do you know these guys?" Carol gives me her weird eyes before she says, "Well, I told you how I met Michael already and Dylan, I met him just yesterday. Why?" So she only knows them as much as I know them, that's not good but not so bad either, I thought.

"Okay, so my last question before I tell you anything, why did you say these guys just, don't do serious stuff last night?" I could say Carol was losing her shit by now.

"Dude, they are rich, in Michael's case famous and to top it all, they are single in New York City. It is not rocket science to understand that!" I sighed in relief as I knew she was just making a general statement.

"Okay, tell me what is going on! I am freaking out now." As she said this, our pizza arrived on the table. She jumped in and took a slice, and started stuffing her mouth.

"Yeah, so Dylan and I had some intense moments, but he is just too closed off. And I didn't want another guy in my life to stress me out so I ran for my life. And before you called, I happened to return his missed call and he asked me for dinner tonight. And I don't think it's a date as he asked me if I can do a favor for him." I said everything in one breath and took a large sip of water; picked up a slice to stuff my face waiting for her to talk now.

She blinked for almost two minutes; I thought maybe she was trying to process everything before saying anything. "So, you asked me to come down here to discuss your teenage infatuation to a guy you made out with last night?"

Now, that felt like a tight slap across my face. I cursed myself for thinking she would be understanding this, but I was wrong. "Yeah, forget about it. Forget that I told you anything." I said, but I think the damage was done already, and I felt stupid as shit.

She took another slice of pizza before she opened her mouth again, "Let me get this straight, you like Dylan? And what the heck does he ask favors for?"

I chewed my pizza nervously as I knew there was no escaping anymore and I had to face my feelings no matter how embarrassing it felt. "Well, I thought it was just for the time being but I don't know, I can't stop thinking about him. And I have no idea what that favor is! He said he will tell me today."

Carol lived in New York City long enough that I or any girl could trust her relationship advice no matter how straight-up daunting it could be.

"Listen! Since you're in this mess because of me, I need to get you out as well. So, let me tell you, it is normal to feel this way because you have been single for too long and that guy is hot af, nobody's blaming you but you are just frustrated and you will feel better after a release. Just go home today and do it with yourself with him in your mind, you won't feel a thing later. And if it still doesn't help, take him home tonight and bang it out, girl!"

All my love crap went out of the window as soon as she finished her relationship advice. "Oh, and if his favor involves anything related to the bedroom, give it! I have heard rumors that he is really good."

I was confused with that statement, where did she hear that if she doesn't know him. "Wait, have you?" I throw my suspicious look at her and she just throws her hands in defense and cries out, "oh no! No way! Like said, that package is good but not my type."

We giggled as we finished up our last slices of the pizza and got ready to leave. I still wanted to ask her if she thought that having feelings for him would be a matter, but I didn't think she got me in this particular arena. I am living in dreamland and that is not good I thought.

My head was still spinning around the conversations Carol and I had; it was unsettling that all this could be just sexual. I checked my phone as I sank into my chair in my cabin and my heart almost stopped to see a text from Dylan.

I opened it as I could hear my heartbeat all around my body, this is strange, I opened the text, and he said, "you ready for the dinner date?". I sat there looking into the void trying to figure out my way through Carol's advice and Dylan's words.