Right Time

Chapter 9

I took a deep breath and realized I couldn’t let this opportunity go.

“Fine dinner tonight and 3 dates.”

His smile stirred something deep inside of me. It was a feeling I had never felt before and it was causing warmth to spread through my entire body.

“Shall we go?” He asked, putting his arm out of me to take.

Grabbing my purse, I took his arm and, as we made our way to his driver who was waiting for us. I silently prayed I was making the right choice.

Once inside the car, I realized his smile was still plastered on his face.

“So where are we going?”

“A small Italian place. Is that OK?”

“Of course.”

The next hour we spent getting to know each other. I found Wyatt was really funny under his tough guy exterior.

“Are you ready?” He asked as the car came to a stop.

I nodded and he stepped out of the car, putting his hand out for me to take.

I surprised myself when I placed my hand in his without hesitation. I would be lying if I didn’t say it felt like it was meant to be in his hands.

I noticed as soon as we stepped out we were behind the restaurant. Looking up at Wyatt, I found him smiling down at me.

Holding my hand, he walked me through the back of the restaurant. The moment we walked through the door, we were confronted by a tiny little woman.

“Wyatt! I heard you were coming over tonight.” She said before wrapping him in a hug.

“Sophia, I would like you to meet Miah.”

She quickly pulled me into a hug. “I am so excited about meeting you. You are the first woman my Wyatt has brought here.”

My eyes shot towards Wyatt, who had a light blush across his cheeks, but he quickly recovered.

Clearing his throat, he smiled at me and we followed Sophia out to a small balcony that was completely empty except a simple table.

Wyatt pulled the chair out for me and before taking his seat he gently kissed the top of my hand.

“Thank you for having dinner with me tonight.”

“Well, you didn’t give me much of a choice,” I said, giggling. I quickly converted my mouth with my hand. I couldn’t believe I just giggled like a little girl.

My giggle didn’t seem to bother him because he chuckled back. “I guess I didn’t.”

Dinner was amazing. I realized not once had Chris crossed my mind. I loved being with Wyatt. Everything with him felt so natural. As much as I loved Chris and I still do love him, our entire relationship felt forced.

We talked about everything. From our favorite color, how we make our coffee, our favorite breakfast, to our favorite pastime.

I was so happy I didn't drive to work but had our family driver pick me up today.Heading back to my home I couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed. I honestly didn’t want the evening to end. I was enjoying my evening with Wyatt.

About half way to my house I started to feel sick.

“Are you OK?” Wyatt asked, concern flooding his voice.

“I don’t feel good. Do you think you could have the driver pull over?”

As soon as the car came to a stop, I jumped out of the car and didn’t make if far before I expelled the contents of my stomach.

Embarrassment filled me the moment I realized Wyatt was behind me rubbing my back.

He handed me a bottle of water.

“Thank you.” I said, not able to look at him.

“Do you feel better?”

“I do.” Honestly, I did feel better. But I knew after that he was not going to ask me on another date.

We didn’t talk the rest of the way home. He walked me to my door.

“Are you sure you are feeling OK?”

“Yeah Wyatt I’m fine. I am so sorry about getting sick.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for. I am just worried about you.”

“No need.”

I unlocked my door and had I not gotten sick I would have wanted to kiss Wyatt, but that was not going to happen now.

“Thank you again for tonight.”

“Goodnight beautiful.” He quickly kissed my forehead.

Quickly, I made my way into my house and straight upstairs. Crashing on to my bed, I didn’t even bother changing my clothes.

Waking up, I realized sleeping in work clothes and makeup was not a great idea. Jumping in the shower, Wyatt filled my mind. Would he be able to look past my embarrassing moment? Maybe he will change his mind about taking me out again.

Why was I even worried about it? I didn’t even want to go on the date in the first place.

After drying my hair, I planned to do nothing all day. I pulled on a pair of shorts and I heard my door bell. I quickly grabbed a hoodie and pulled it over my head as I ran down the stairs.

Pulling my door open, I was surprised to find Wyatt standing in front of me. However, he looked much more relaxed in a white t-shirt and a pair of jeans that fit in all the right places.