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didn’t want her to feel

uncomfortable, so I told her to order anything she liked. Did I mention that I told her she was too thin,

and it looked like she hadn’t eaten in weeks? She looked at me sternly then proceeded to tell me it

was none of my concern. The attitude of this beautiful woman was starting to arouse me. I didn’t mean

anything by saying she was too thin. I don’t even know why I said it. I can be such a bastard at times.

The waiter brought over a bottle of Pinot Grigrio and poured some in each glass. As he took

Ellery’s order, I couldn’t help but stare at the way she presented herself and the way she smiled at

him as she ordered her food. She noticed I was staring at her, and I was praying I wasn’t making her

feel uncomfortable. Suddenly, she threw a question at me.

“So what’s your story, Mr. Black?”

She caught me off guard, and no woman has ever done that before. I looked at her as I picked up my

glass and took a sip of wine.

“My story?” I asked.

A small smile escaped her lips as she tilted her head to the side and answered my question, “Yes,

your story.”

“What’s to tell? I’m a 30 year old CEO, I have more money than I’ll ever need, I don’t do

relationships, I usually get everything I want, and I do whatever I want.”

She was staring at me like she was trying to figure me out, so I threw her question right back at her.

“Now that we got that out of the way, what’s your story, Miss Lane?”

“I don’t have a story, Mr. Black. I’m 23 years old, I moved here with my boyfriend a little over a

year ago, I work part-time at a small record company, I paint pictures, and I volunteer at the soup

kitchen.”

I pressed my lips together because all I heard was the word ‘boyfriend’. It made me a little edgy,

and I don’t know why. I asked her the obvious question.

“What does your boyfriend think about you having dinner with me?”

Her eyes instantly left mine as she looked down at the table when she answered my question. I

could sense the pain in her voice.

“He doesn’t; we aren’t together anymore. He moved out over three weeks ago.”

I was curious to know more about her and her relationship with her ex-boyfriend. Was she the one

who broke it off with him? I couldn’t imagine him leaving her; she was way too beautiful to be left

alone. I asked her how long they’d been together. She told me they had been together for four years

and that she moved here with him from Michigan. I was caught off guard when she decided to tell me

more.

“Yep, he came home from work one day and said he needed space. He packed his bags and walked

out,” she said as she stared directly into my eyes.

I was feeling something at that moment when she said that. I saw the sadness in her eyes, and I felt

bad for her. I told her I was sorry that he did that to her and was shocked by her next words.

“Don’t be; nothing lasts forever,” she said as she waved her hand in front of her face.

When I heard her say that, I was elated. She believed the same thing I did. She just said it, ‘nothing

lasts forever’. Did I just meet a woman who shares the same views as me? I watched her as she

looked around the restaurant. I could tell she was taking in the beauty and class of it. I asked her if she

liked it here. She smiled at me and told me how much she did. I knew she’d like it.

I was intrigued by her and the fact she volunteered at the soup kitchen. I wanted to know more, so I

asked her why she volunteered there. She lightly smiled and cocked her head.

“I like to help people in need; you should know that by now, Mr. Black.”

Of course she likes to help people in need. I was in need of help last night, and she didn’t think

twice about getting me home safely. Although, I’m still pissed about it because what she did was very

unsafe, and she could have gotten hurt. I apologized for asking such a ridiculous question. She smiled

at me as she cut up her chicken and started telling me personal things about her family. I stared

intently at her and listened to every word she said.

“I had a rough childhood. Let’s just say there was nobody there to help me.”

“What about your parents? Didn’t they help you?” I asked as she looked down and away from me.

“My mother died of cancer when I was six, and my father was an alcoholic who passed away right

before my 18th birthday.”

Jesus Christ, what the fuck has this poor girl been through?

“Is that why you helped me last night? Because you think that I’m an alcoholic?” I asked.

“No, my father choked to death on his vomit during one of his drunken nights. I found him dead in

his bed the next morning. I didn’t want that same fate for you. What people don’t realize is how easy

it is for something like that to

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