The Italian eatery was rich and cozy, the walls covered with paintings of the Italian open country and the air loaded up with the smell of custom made pasta and newly prepared bread.
Rodriguez directed Anna to a table in the corner, taking out her seat for her with a twist. "After so long of video talks," he said, his eyes shimmering with naughtiness, "I can't completely accept that I'm at last sitting opposite you face to face."
Anna giggled, her heart shuddering with fervor. "I know, it's insane, isn't it?" she said, her look never leaving his.
The night passed suddenly of giggling, taken looks, and the delicate, inebriating taste of wine.
Rodriguez was all that Anna had expected and the sky is the limit from there. He was beguiling, wise, and had an approach to causing her to feel l
