Chapter Twenty Nine Paloma
When the movie was over Wesley asked if I wanted dinner. I knew I would still be the only one actually eating because I wanted to, but the truth was I was hungry. So I agreed. He took me to a little Italian restaurant that was walking distance from the theater.
When they sat us down he ordered a coffee with vanilla creamer, and I got an iced tea. He was still smiling and looking at me like I was a piece of art. It was different to be looked at in that nature. I felt actually beautiful in his eyes. For the beginning of the date I felt nervous. I didn’t know exactly what to say. But luckily Wesley didn’t seem nervous at all, and he was able to start the small talk.
“So what do you do for work?” He asked.
“I work in a hospital as a Phlebotomy tech.” I answered
