章節 3: Chapter 02: Valentine's Day
After last night party, I was thinking of tucking myself in bed, relaxing the whole day. Suddenly, I remembered today is February 14, Valentine's day. My birthday falls one day before Valentine's day.
"Wait." I whispered to myself and rushed to my bedroom's balcony to take a peek. I saw Marcus standing beside his Porshe waiting for me. He is wearing white button-up shirt under a black classic coat, semi-fit dark-colored pants, and his newly-bought Nike shoes.
I rushed downstairs immediately. "Hey sweetheart, Happy Valentine's Day!" He says. "Waw, you look so handsome, big guy." I say to him. "Happy Valentine's Day, too!" Marcus was 26yrs, 4 years older than me and almost half-foot taller.
"Sorry, I overslept. I will be ready in a minute." I apologized and invited him into the house. He ordered me to take a quick shower and dress myself up nicely for we will have our Valentine's lunch with his family. This was practiced for generations. The family will have a get-together lunch for any special occasion and as to dinner, they can do whatever they liked individually.
I took a quick shower while he waiting in the living room. I dressed myself with a simple white short-sleeve skintight semi-backless cotton dress, and my feet with a pair of black-strapped 4-inch-high stilettos. My straight hazelnut-colored hair has its latter part curled, and my lips are colored dark mahogany.
I grab my handbag containing my phone, purse, etc and exit my bedroom quickly. I headed down toward the shiny wooden stairs as I hold onto the metal handrail and carefully not to slipped myself. The heels are pounding on the floor each step I take all the way to the living room.
His Adonis-like face, square-shaped chin, defined body, pointed nose, graceful hair… his perfection welcomes me as if a beautifully graceful wind blows on my face. "I am so sorry to keep you waiting for that long time. I just..."
"It's okay, sweetheart. No matter what you look or how beautiful you are, I'll forever love you. Shall we go?" He asks after he interrupted me.
"Well, I guess, I have no choice." I say, feeling great. We kiss. My lipstick paints his lips. He is holding my hand, his left on my right, as we walk through the pathway of the lawn to his Porshe. His wealthy father bought him that when he was 21st, a birthday present.
He opens the door of the passenger's seat and takes me in. I thank him for being a gentleman, and then he shuts the door. He turns to the other side and then gets himself in. As he sits on the driver's seat, he turns his body to the back seat to grab something. He then offers me three pale pink roses. I thank him again for his effort and love. "Seat belt, love." He cautions.
The engine starts, and the car begins to growl. He clicks the buttons on the stereo of the car radio, and it starts to play my favorite romantic songs. We move and take the way. It feels like we are too old for the cheesy things that teenagers do. We both are grown, already at 20s, and about to take the world with our own selves, together.
"Where are we going to eat with them?" I asked. He looks at me, into my eyes, and said "Just be surprised! Sit tight, we will be there in no time."
He parks the car at the front of Maple Restaurant, a French restaurant. The door of the driver's seat opens as he unlocked it. He offers his hand to help me get out of the comfortable seat, and off his Porshe. I leave the roses lying on my seat.
''We now go in the restaurant. He pushes the glass door, and lets me in first... gentleman quality, ladies' first." It is fairly lighted and has a romantic ambiance. It is colored red and white. It's not that dense, unlike the other restaurants that I have been to. It has enough space to comfortably walk widely between tables, and to help waiters and waitresses serve their customers their meal properly and decently.
He heads to the reservation desk or concierge and talks to the guy infront of him. I heard him asking where the Huang's reserved table are. There's ton of lovers and couples that checked in on this restaurant, that's why the Huang placed a reservation as early as possible.
The concierge leads us to our table, we follow him. Marcus, holding my hand while smiling. We walk between the equidistant rows of tables to the reserved one at the left side of the restaurant, near the glass wall. We saw the Huang's family chatting away in their own little world, un-noticing our presence.
Marcus pulls out the chair and lets me sit on its comfortable cushion, and then he sits on his side, in front of me. Father Huang suddenly realized our presence. "Ohh! You two are here already. That's was fast..." Father Huang said. Mother Huang who was chatting seriously with her daughter, turned around immediately. "Hello, how are you, Ruby. Did you enjoyed the party last night?"
"Hello! Uncle Huang. Hello! Aunty Huang." I greeted them. "Yes! I enjoyed myself very much. I had a great time too. Aunty." After that, I greeting Mervyn and Mabel.
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