Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Love Accidentally

Dana tapped her steering wheel to the sound of the smooth Jazz music crooning through her radio until she spotted Brock walking into the small Cafe. She hopped out and ran across the narrow street in hopes of bumping into him.

"Working out this morning," he asked. 

"Yes, I've got to keep it sexy," she replied with a wink.

"You're doing a great job."

"Thank you handsome," she said ordering a coffee.

Brock gave her a once over before she disappeared into the brisk morning air.

"He'll be following me shortly," she mumbled running back across the street to her Rover. Dana cruised through the quaint neighborhood and sure enough Brock was right next to her at the red light. 

"Could you roll your window down," he yelled and honked his horn.

"Hey you're the guy from the Cafe right?"

"Yes, could you pull over?" He pointed at an empty parking lot.

She obliged.

Brock quickly parked and hopped out to walk over to Dana'a window. "You took off from the Cafe so fast I didn't get a chance to introduce myself to you."

"I apologize, go ahead and introduce yourself." 

"Wow, no pressure, huh." He cleared his throat. "My name is Brock and your name pretty lady?"


"Nice to meet you Dana. I was wondering if you would be interested in joining me for dinner this evening--if you're not busy?"

"I don't know. Are you married?"

"It's a complicated situation I could tell you over dinner."

"This sounds like it could be interesting. But, I'm not sure about this. It's a yes or no question. Not complicated."

"It's complicated because I am a single man with one loose end. So, how about I tell about it over dinner?"

"Okay, no harm in us having dinner, is there?"

"No harm in it at all. How about we exchange phone numbers and once I make the reservations I will give you a call with the details?"

"That sounds like a plan. I'll be waiting for your call."

Dana was pleasantly impressed. She turned her music up and zoomed away this time. She' accomplished what she set out to do that morning. She danced in her seat to the soulful music blaring through her speakers. She was one of the people who thought she could give a singer a run for their money when she was rolling through the city in her truck.

"Good morning partner. How did it go with Mr. Crayton this morning?"

"He took the bait. We have a date for dinner tonight. But, do me a favor. Don't call Mrs. Crayton with anything just yet."

"That's a first. You usually keep the wife in the loop. Why are you changing your style for this case?"

"I have a hunch this case is different. Trust me on this one."

Shardi slipped inside Dana's office and closed the door. "We've been partners for ten years and this is the first case you've ever asked me not to call the wife when the husband has asked you on a date. Tell me the truth. Why don't you want to call Mrs. Crayton with the details?"

"It's not a big deal. I don't feel like she should know anything right now," she replied updating Brock's case.

"Dana, you're my partner and my friend. So, I think I should remind you how hard it was for us to get this P.I. Firm off the ground. Don't compromise your integrity for this guy. I know how lonely you've been these past couple years since Eric passed away. But, the men we meet in this business aren't worth it."

"Thanks for the pep talk Shardi. But, that's not what I'm doing. I'm protecting our cover. That's it and that's all," she said fumbling around her purse in search of her ringing phone. "Dana speaking?"

"Hello again sexy lady. We have reservations for seven at Aladdin Dining. It's located close to the cafe where we met. I figured since you we're there you were familiar with the area unless you'd be comfortable with me picking you up at your place, and driving over together?" 

"Oh no, I couldn't do that, I'll meet you there."

Brock laughed, "I knew you would decline that offer. A woman as divine as you couldn't be too careful."

"You got that right. I'll see you this evening," she replied ending the call to try and escape her partner without being questioned about her early quitting time. But, as always there was no getting by Shardi.

"Excuse me, but where are you going Dana?"

"Ugh, you sure have been intrigued with my whereabouts today. I'm going home, if that's okay with you Boss. You guys can handle it without me today. I locked in a date with my case subject. You know how to reach me if you need me. I need to get some sleep."

"I'll have Will and Stan meet you tonight. You know the rules. You should never be alone without back-up."

"I don't need back-up. This guy is harmless." She turned away.

Shardi was still on Dana's heels yapping. "Where are you and Mr. Crayton meeting for dinner? I need to update his file."

"I've already updated the file Shardi. Go back inside and find something to do. You're making my nerves bad worrying about this man."

"I know you as if you were my own sister. I saw his pictures in the file. That man resembles Eric so much it's scary. I'm afraid you're not thinking clearly because of his physical features. But, he's a married man. He can't do anything for you but cause you more grief. What is the name of the restaurant and what time you will be meeting?

"Aladdin Dining at seven o' clock. I'll be live."

Shardi scribbled on her small notepad. "Got it. I'll see you soon."

"I know you will." Dana drove away thinking about her worry wart friend. She and Shardi met in college and became fast friends. They both gave birth to the idea of starting a Private Investigation Firm after Shardi found out her ex-husband had another family for years on the other side of town. Shardi had her suspicions but could never confirm them until it all blew up out of everyone's control. Dana finally arrived home and quickly parked in her garage and jetted upstairs to her bedroom. "This is turning out to be an interesting case," she mumbled peeling off her clothes and resting peacefully under her bed covers. Dana had been committing so much time to the Crayton case it was weighing on her heavily. But, her body was so exhausted. She slept through the day until the early evening hours. But, once again, her evening was all about the Crayton family.

Dana hit the alarm and sat onside the bed rubbing her tired eyes. She broke out in laughter when she got a good look at her wild appearance in the mirror sitting across from her. "Honey you've got a lot of work ahead of you to look somewhat presentable for this man." Dana strolled into the other room she'd converted into a huge closet. It was her favorite room and the only room she designed herself. She searched through her collection of clothes for her sexiest outfit. She had so many choices if  was like shopping in a boutique. Her eyes locked in on a beige jumper she'd bought on her last shopping excursion. It was thin and the back was cut so low it dipped down to her lower back enclosed with a crisscross. There was something about a woman's exposed back that drove men insane. "Oh yeah, tonight I'll drive this man crazy." She danced to the shower, then to her vanity to put on her make up and freshen her curly locks. Whenever Dana would get all dolled up she felt like she missed out on her calling to be a top model. "I'm so loving you Dana Dan," she stroked her own ego while wiggling in her jumper. Dana slid on her slinky heels and ran out the door to meet her dinner date. Her professionalism with this case seemed to be nonexistent. Shandi was right to question her integrity.

"Wow, you look amazing." Brock helped her out her truck.

"Thanks. You're not so bad yourself. You clean up well Mr. Crayton."

"I'll take that coming from a woman as gorgeous as yourself." He told the older woman his name for their reservations.

"You must have an agenda to see how many times you can make me blush."

"I should because you've been blushing so much it looks like permanent make-up," he laughed ordering a bottle of wine.

"Okay, tell me about this complicated relationship or marriage you spoke about earlier."

"My wife and I have been separated for over a year. We should be divorced by now but we have so many properties and investments it's stretching things out. I haven't been dating because my attorney advised me that I needed to try and steer clear of the dating scene until everything was finalized but I need companionship. It was a blessing I met you today. You are so beautiful and your smile. Oh my God your smile. If you were my lady and I was having a bad day, all I would need to see is your smile and my day would instantly be brightened."

Dana dabbed her eyes.

"I'm sorry did I say something out of line?"

"No, my late husband used to talk about how my smile would brighten his dark days. No one has ever said that but him." She perked up to lighten the mood. "So, you and your wife are going through a divorce?"

"Yes, I could show you the papers if that's what it would take. I would never disrespect any woman in my life by entertaining another when my heart is supposed to be with my lady."

"I have a confession."

"What is it," he asked.

"Your wife hired my P.I. firm to find out what you were up to and who you were dating. After several weeks of following you we never saw you go out on any dates. So, I figured if I got close enough to you I could find out. Most of the time men tend to tell on themselves unknowingly."

"I'm out of here. Do you think my life is some kind of game?" Brock stood.

"Wait, please don't go." She grabbed his hand to guide him back to his chair.

"I guess I was only fooling myself to think a woman like you would give me the time of day."

"When I bumped into you at the Cafe this morning it was business as usual. But, once we talked I felt a connection to you. Tonight when you talked about the one thing that means so much to me. I knew there was more to it. I can't explain it but my partner knew it. She saw it all over my face and in my actions. She even warned me about mixing business with pleasure for the sake of our firm. Brock, I know we met under crazy circumstances but I once you get your divorce finalized I would really like it if you would give me a call. I'd like to get to know more about you."

He smiled. "I'd like that very much. But, for now, is there any harm in us having dinner?"

Dana looked at Shandi across the room and she nodded in approval before leaving the restaurant.

"No, there's no harm in that at all." she touched his hand and gave him a smile he'd already began to love so much.

1 comment:

  1. Aww Dana got her love back. So sweet. You have a gift to write any genre. I enjoyed every story. I look forward to reading more


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