9. Greg & Morgan: Californian love
"Another thing you don't have in Vegas are sunsets over the ocean, they're the most beautiful thing of a day." Morgan said to Greg while they walked out of the lab. Their shift was over and they were on their way home.
"All right, I gave you the ocean already, but Vegas has other amazing sunsets."
"Like what? What can beat the view of the ocean?"
"I know something…want to try it with me?" Greg smiled.
"Try it with you? Do you think I trust you, Greg Sanders?"
"Yes, you do." His smiled got wider. "I pick you up tonight, seven o'clock sharp. Don't be late and don't dress up too much, we have to go to work afterwards and I don't want everybody know, I had dinner with a woman, who has no clue about the beauty of Vegas."
"Get lost, Sanders!" She pushed him towards his car.
"Seven, sharp!" With that he got into his car and left.
A minute before seven he pulled up in front of her place, no Morgan in sight. One more minute, but he wouldn't be surprised if she'd take five more minutes only to annoy him. They weren't in a hurry, he calculated these extra minutes in, when he told her to be ready at seven. Six minutes after seven Morgan came out of her house, a smug smile on her face.
"Sorry to let you wait."
"Yeah, like you didn't do it on purpose, Brody." He answered amused. There was no way he'd let her play him.
"Where is this magical place?"
"You'll see."
"Better than the ocean, impossible."
Greg only smiled and drove back to The Strip, parked in a car park and took her into a casino.
"A casino? Seriously? The inside of a casino is supposed to be better than the ocean? You must be kidding me."
"Patience, my dear, patience." He bought two tickets, took her arm and guided her to the elevator. "Ready for a little trip upstairs."
"When you think a roller coaster on top of a tower is better than the ocean, you're seriously wrong."
"The roller coaster is long gone and we'll stay inside." They left the elevator and went to a restaurant. "Hey, we've got a reservation on Sanders." Greg said to the waiter at the front. The man guided them to a little table on the window. When Morgan looked outside she realized, their restaurant moved.
"Wow, not bad. So we'll have dinner above the city and watch the sunset. Are you sure it's better than the ocean?"
"Why don't we try it?" He sat down and ordered a glass of wine for both of them.
"I give you this: the view is nice, the fact that the sun vanishes slowly behind the hills and you can watch the city turning on the lights, nice, but still, not as good as the ocean. It's nice, but the romance is missing."
"Oh come on, the sunset, the lights of the city, the turning restaurant, candle light dinner, wine this is special and romantic."
"No, I think there's something missing."
"Like what?"
"Kissing in the sunset."
For a moment Greg considered an answer with words before he decided, words were sometimes overrated. Instead he pulled her in and kissed her softly. If she wants a kiss, she gets a kiss. After all, that was the reason why he took her here.
