I took a sip of my wine and tried to relax before we ordered our meals and another bottle for the table. Troy and I had the same taste in wine, which I always liked.
Conversation was light. Very light as we awkwardly talked about business, the markets, the gossip going around about some businesses. We never touched on anything personal.
As I finished my second glass of wine, Troy was quick to top up my glass then his own. The waiter had just cleared our plates and we were waiting for dessert.
I had never been a heavy drinker, so of course the wine was going to my head. I really did need to slow down.
I should have refused the third glass but since it was Troy, I felt compelled safe and could just enjoy the moment… just not too much. I would not be trapped by his charm again.
Troy ra
