Chapter 55: Date 2
Together, Oliver and Martha made their way to a cozy Italian restaurant that held a special place in their hearts, a place where they had shared countless cherished memories over the years. As they approached the entrance, Martha turned to Oliver with a look of surprise.
"Oliver, it's been eight years since we've been here," Martha remarked, her eyes reflecting a mix of nostalgia and excitement.
Oliver flashed a cheeky smile as he expertly parked the car in the driveway. "What do you think?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Originally, Oliver had considered taking Martha to a fancy new restaurant, but Daniel's advice had led him to choose a more comfortable and familiar setting, where Martha could truly be herself.
Unlike Oliver, who had grown up in a more privileged environment, Martha and their children had experienced a more humble upbringing. Oliver wanted to create a night out that reflected their shared history and values, a place where they could relax and enjoy each other's company.
"It's been so long. Do you think Louise still runs the place?" Martha mused, her gaze lingering on the restaurant's entrance, memories flooding her mind.
"He still runs the place. Come, let's head inside," Oliver replied warmly, opening the car door for Martha. With grace, Martha's smooth, slender legs stepped out first, and Oliver reached out to assist her, a gesture of love and respect that spoke volumes about their bond.
As they made their way towards the restaurant, a few passersby couldn't help but steal glances at Martha, her timeless beauty and elegant demeanor drawing admiring looks. Her presence captivated onlookers, her confidence and grace leaving a lasting impression on those around her.
The rose tattoo adorning her neck added a touch of mystery and allure, enhancing her captivating aura. Both men and women found themselves enchanted by Martha's charisma and poise, unable to resist appreciating her beauty and the radiance she exuded.
In the midst of the bustling street, Oliver and Martha shared a moment of connection and love, their night out beginning with a sense of anticipation and warmth that promised an evening filled with shared memories and heartfelt moments.
The women who were there with their partners didn't have the time to reprimand their other halves. They were captivated, not just by Martha's appearance and the dress she was wearing, but also by the man she had come with – Oliver, the quintessential man of their fantasies. In his impeccably tailored grey suit, his emerald green eyes flickered in the night as Martha stepped out, and the two linked arms together.
At that moment, they only had eyes for each other, paying little attention to the curious gazes of those around them as they made their way towards the restaurant.
"Are those two models?" a middle-aged Italian woman asked her friend as they watched Martha and Oliver enter Johnny's restaurant. The other girl, with thick-framed glasses, shook her head. "I'm not sure, but I wouldn't be surprised if they were."
The second girl answered her friend's question as Martha and Oliver disappeared from view. Inside the restaurant, the couple encountered an old friend who happened to be the owner of the establishment.
"Oliver, Martha, it's good to see you again," greeted Louis, a short Italian man with a receding hairline and a prominent belly, clad in a white shirt. "I see you're as energetic as ever. How's Barbara?"
"She doing great, she left for Italy to visit her sister. Anyway, enough about me. I hear you're here for a special occasion. Please, allow me to escort you to the best spot in the house. Follow me," Louis said joyfully as he led the pair to a table in the back, near a window that offered a picturesque view of the lush back garden with tall trees and blooming flowers.
"Oh, my goodness! You've finally finished building the back garden," exclaimed Martha with awe. The last time they were here, it was still under construction.
"Ah, yes, it was quite expensive. I didn't understand why you and Barbara insisted on renovating the place. However, after we finished constructing it, many people enjoy sitting near it. We have set up tables and chairs for people to dine out in the garden. But,this is the place where most of our customers truly enjoy having their meals here," Louis explained, gesturing towards the elegantly set table he had reserved for the two.
The soft, glowing lights and Italian decorations created a warm and inviting ambiance, enhancing the beauty of the lush garden that lay just beyond.
As Martha took in the scene before her, a sense of tranquility washed over her. The gentle rustling of leaves and the subtle fragrance of blooming flowers enveloped her senses, transporting her to a place of serenity. The soft glow of the lights cast a romantic hue over the surroundings, infusing the air with a touch of magic.
Martha couldn't help but marvel at the care and attention to detail that had gone into creating this enchanting setting. The flickering candlelight danced playfully on the tablecloth, casting intricate patterns that seemed to mirror the dance of emotions in her heart. The sight of the vibrant garden bathed in the soft moonlight stirred a sense of wonder within her, as if she had stepped into a painting brought to life.
Amidst the beauty that surrounded her, Martha felt a deep gratitude for this moment of respite from the chaos of everyday life. She found herself drawn to the natural elegance of the setting, a perfect backdrop for the evening that lay ahead. In that tranquil moment, she allowed herself to simply be present, savoring the enchanting scene unfolding before her.
Martha glance towards Oliver, who was simply staring at her expression quietly. As he marveled at the expression on his wife face, knowing had made the right decision bringing here for their night out.
" Alright, the two of you have a seat, and I'll bring your meals out for you. " Louis spoke, with a cheeky smile as he stepped back to give the two their space.
The ambiance was cozy, with soft music playing in the background, setting the perfect mood for a romantic evening.
As the two took their seats, across from each other, Oliver being the gentleman he is pulling out her seat. The conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with anecdotes from the past and dreams for the future. They laughed, reminisced, rekindling the connection that had brought them together all those years ago.
" Oh, I remember when I came to visit you and Louis was yelling at you in front of the guest. " Martha reminisced, with a chuckle as she recalled that since. " That, was like what the tenth plates you broke, working here. " she questioned, as place a slace of pizza in her mouth.
" Ah Hmmm, think it actually my twenty plate." Oliver recalled, when he used to work here it was his first job waiting stables and cleaning the floors of the restaurant.
" Oh, really I can't believe he still kept you after after breaking all those plates. " Martha couldn't help but, laugh at her husband situation back than. She still remembers the first time they moved in together under their circumstances.
They were both only, fifteen at the time and she could remember how, utterly innapt he was when it came to household chores. He didn't even know how to properly sweep the floor to their small apartment.
" Actually, he was going to fire me right than and there until you showed up with the girls in your arms. You actually saved me, the job." Oliver admitted, remembering how if it wasn't for Martha walking in when she did.
" Wait really? " Martha asked, a little shocked that, something like that had almost happened. It wasn't actually one of her worst days as a mother, but finding out that Oliver almost his job to made her heart skip a beat for a second.
Oliver would have lost his job, if it wasn't for her coming in when she did. Well the reason she came all the way there was because, the two girls had gotten very sick and needed to be taken to the hospital. He didn't have a car at the time and he also didn't have the money to really pay for the girls medical treatment.
If it wasn't for Louis, helping the two out he really didn't no what he would have done in that situation. Well, after that day Louis had connected him with of friends of his who worked in construction. And a few months later he was able to get a job in construction, which payed a little more.
Midway through the dinner, Oliver reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. Martha's eyes widened with surprise as he opened it to reveal a beautiful necklace, with intricate designs.
" Oliver, you didn't. " Martha was left speechless at seeing the thin gold necklace. " Hey, I wanted to get you something special. For tonight, Helena helped me pick it out. " Oliver explained, as he stared lovingly at Martha.
Standing up from his seat, he walked around the table to stand behind Martha. Oliver reached out to grab the necklace, " Do you? " Oliver gesture with the necklace in his hands.
Martha with a light blush, parted her hair to the side rose tattoo adorning her neck, Oliver than gently placed the thin golden necklace around her neck. Martha didn't have any necklace due to the prominent tattoo around her neck.
Which he would usually hide behind her scarf, Oliver had been hesitant to get her any neck jewelry because of this. But, as of quite recently she had been hiding it less and less. Saw he thought it was time to get her something to adorned her beautiful neck.
As he placed the necklace around her neck, it add a unique touch to her appearance. As it matched perfectly with her golden color eyes. And didn't conflict with the roses tattoo adorning a large second around her neck.
" Thank you. " Martha said, in a soft voice she hadn't worn any type of necklace in the better part of a decade. This marked something in her heart no longer having to hide something from her past, that she was ashamed of.
As they left the restaurant hand in hand, their hearts full and their spirits lifted, Oliver and Martha walked into the night with a renewed sense of commitment to each other and to. As they took a leisurely walk down the street, closely together as they continued talking about the past and what the future might hold for them.
Soon, the night was coming to an end Oliver and Martha drove back home after their enchanting date night, the warm glow of the evening lingered in the air. The streets were quiet, illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights, creating a magical ambiance around them.
As they pulled into the driveway of their home, Oliver turned off the engine and turned to Martha with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. Martha looked at him curiously, wondering what surprise he had up his sleeve this time.
With a playful grin, Oliver reached into the back seat and pulled out a vintage record player and a stack of vinyl records. Martha's eyes widened in surprise and delight as she realized what he had in mind.
Setting up the record player on the porch, Oliver carefully selected a record and placed it on the turntable. The soothing melody of their favorite old-school love songs filled the air, adding a touch of nostalgia to the night.
Hand in hand, Oliver led Martha to a cleared space on the porch, where he pulled her close and they swayed gently to the music under the starlit sky. The world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them enveloped in a timeless moment of love and connection.
As the music played on, Oliver whispered words of love and appreciation to Martha, expressing his gratitude for her presence in his life and the unwavering support she had always shown him and their family.
Martha's heart overflowed with joy and love as she looked into Oliver's eyes, feeling the depth of their bond and the magic of the moment they shared. In that simple dance on their porch, surrounded by the music of their love story, they found solace, peace, and a renewed sense of togetherness.
As the night drew to a close, Oliver and Martha held each other close, cherishing the memories of a perfect date night that had brought them even closer together. With hearts full of love and gratitude, they knew that their journey together was far from over, and that the best was yet to come.
" Oliver, today was perfect thank you. " Martha spoke as she leaned her head against, Oliver broad chest. Oliver hearing his wife a smile crept out his face as he looked down at her.
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