We get there and it’s that cute young man standing at the door holding it up for us as soon as he sees us approach.
“Hope you had a beautiful meal Seniora.” He asks.
“Yes I did. Thank you.” I return the smile and pull my sleeves through my jacket. Sergio makes sure I am well covered before he pushes me right through the door.
The car and driver are both waiting there when we come out. We get seated side by side. I can feel the heat of his body.
"Thank you so much for dinner this night. It was great." I tell him.
"You're welcome." He taps away on his phone. Whoever called him must be on.
I don't know when I fall asleep because I wake up with my head draped on his shoulder and my body leaned on his frame.
I feel him pick me up and lift me out of the car. My eyes open drowsily. S
