Dating Mr. Texture

A second encounter.

Ginger Fields POV.

I was having a nice time. I did not regret leaving the house with Lucille. It was a really nice restaurant; the food was amazing and the ambiance was top notch. Another thing that was top notch was my outfit and I was enjoying the attention I was getting because of it.

I had chosen a long strapped black dress, it was backless with silver chains falling down my bare back and I had packed my hair in a bun at the top of my head. I knew I looked good.

Lucille had worn a little black dress with shiny butterfly detail, with a body like hers nothing ever looked bad, we both got a lot of comments the moment we got down of the car.

I even made a mental note to come here again and the next time the outfit was going to be better than now. Lucille had been amazing company earlier on and now she was engrossed in a conversation she was having with someone who had come to say he knew her. It turns out they follow each other on social media.

I was sipping wine and appreciating the low toned classical music playing and that was when I had a nagging feeling that somebody was looking at me. I turned around but there was no recognizable face. Then a face caught my attention. He was looking at me.

Oh no, not him!

What was this cocky man doing giving me a stare down and still smiling at me like that? I wanted to wipe the smug look off his face. My insides immediately melted at the sight of the handsome billionaire in front of me, I was trapped in his wicked gaze.

Finally, tearing my gaze away from his, I turned to Lucille who was engrossed in the conversation she was having with the man who was seated beside her. I tapped her and whispered,

“Mr. Hot CEO is here.”

“Huh?”

“Mr. Hot CEO is here.”

“What?” she said, this time, bending closer so her ear was closer to my lips.

Rolling my eyes, I moved closer to her and said through gritted teeth, “I said, Mr. Hot CEO is here and I caught him staring at me.” Then using my head, I gave away the direction of where he was seated.

Lucille then nodded and slowly turned around acting like she was yawning to confirm what I had just told her, trust Lucille to gossip with finesse. I could tell the moment she had seen him because she turned back to look at me with wide eyes and an open mouth, then the surprised look turned to one of mischief as she told the man beside her she needed a minute, then she turned back to me and whispered,

“Oh, my days! I saw him and he was still staring at you,”

I rolled my eyes at that and made sure I did not turn. Why did he have to show up there? I was having a great time and now he had me feeling uncomfortable. I wanted to leave.

“I think this was a nice night but I am ready to leave anytime soon,” I said as I picked up my silver purse.

Lucille gave an exasperated sigh and then whispered again, “Come on, we can’t leave now, the party just started Ging.” Then she winked at me and turned to the man she had been talking to earlier,

“Sorry, we have to go to the rest room for a bit. It was nice meeting you Louis, we will talk more later. Just text me.”

“I will. It was nice meeting you too.” the man she called Louis said as he got up from our table, then he turned to me and said, “Nice meeting you too, your dress is to die for.”

“Thank you, Louis,” I said as I waved him goodbye.

“Alright, now it’s time to party,” Lucille said as she turned all her attention back to me.

“You promised, Lucille.”

“Yes, I promised, but I did not know Mr. Hot CEO would be present.” Then she stood up pulling me along with her, “We will talk more extensively in the rest room, I really need to pee.”

Holding my purse, I walked with Lucille, and with help from one of the servers, we found the restroom. I made sure I did not look in the direction of or turn in the direction of Mr. Texture because I had no idea what my reaction was going to be if I caught him staring at me again.

We went into the rest room and there were a few other women in there too, two were leaving the rest room and two were in front of the mirror.

Immediately after we got in, Lucille ran ahead of me and into a vacant toilet stall to ease herself. I wanted to pee too but not as urgently as Lucille did, so I walked in after her, checked for a vacant toilet stall, and went in.

While in the stall, I heard someone walking around for a few seconds and I knew it was Lucille when she announced,

“Good, nobody is in here now. Can we talk about the billionaire out there that can not take his eyes off you?”

“Urggh, Lucille please.”

“What? When we were walking to the restroom, his eyes were glued to you. You need to come out of that stall because this is where we can talk very comfortably and now that the rest room is empty we need to take advantage of it.”

Sighing as I finished peeing and adjusting my dress, I walked out of the stall and washed my hands, in front of the mirror. Then collecting my purse from her, I adjusted my hair and took out my powder puff so I can adjust my make up.

“So, what is the plan?”

“Um?” I said as I powdered my nose, “the plan for me is to go home.”

“That is a lame plan, Ging. I have a better plan in mind.” Then she scooted closer to me and sat on the sink table top and added. “and you don’t have to be weird about it.”

“Lucille, I am spending only 10 more minutes here. If he comes to talk to me then maybe…” then Lucille did an excited little dance as she was still seated, but I added immediately, “…just maybe I might talk to him. If he doesn’t come around within those 10 minutes, we just get the bill, pay, and leave. I will leave you if you try to make me stay longer.”

Lucille got down from the table top and adjusted her dress then she said, “Your wish is my command.”

I rolled my eyes and then after putting my puff back into my purse, we left the rest room. We walked to our table and immediately we sat down one of the waiters came to the table. I figured it was for the bill but what he said surprised me,

“Good day, your bill has been paid for by a gentleman who was here earlier on, he said to give you this note.” Then he gave me a note nodded and left.

Lucille was beaming uncontrollably and did not say a word, as she watched me open the note and read it,

You are beautiful

I wanted to tell you so myself but I had to leave,

I will see you again.

A.T

It was a short note and it smelled of luxury and expensive perfume, it made me smile.

“Yes! The Texture billionaire magic must be working, was it a cheque? Or just a magic spell? Even though a check is definitely a magic spell to me.” Lucille said finally.

Giving her the note to read, I laughed at what she just said.

“Aww, this is cute. Well, I guess my work here is done. We can now leave your highness.” Lucille said with a fake curtsey as we both got up to leave our table, talk about a great night.

We walked out of the restaurant and Lucille got her keys from the Valet. After getting into the cars, we were about to leave when a big man who looked familiar came to my window and knocked on it, startling us.

Then he made a motion like he wanted me to bring down the window by my side, then I remembered where I had seen his face. It was the security detail I had seen with Adrien Texture.

Sighing I thought,

What now?