PERFECT STRANGERS

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Olives 6:55pm

He made sure to sit where he had a good view of the entrance door. He sat at the bar wondering why he had decided to come to Olives. The Mediterranean menu wasn't really his taste. He refused to believe that the reason he was there was because of her.

Amy made her way to Olives wondering why her mother choose this dress. She couldn't wear a bra with it, since it had a halter neckline with a front slit eyelet, on her chest and the backless design exposed her skin slightly showing her small lower back tattoo. Its form-fitting silhouette hugged her curves in all the right places. It fell about two inches above her knees the slit on her left side showed the lace design of her sheer thigh highs. It was nice but she felt naked with her back and arms exposed, so she had decided to add a cardigan to it. Thank God she had a black one to match the color of her dress.

He motioned the bartender for another ice tea while glancing at the hot blonde that had been checking him out since he sat down. Their eyes met, he felt nothing when she smiled at him. He looked away glancing at his watch 7:00pm before looking at the entrance door. She was punctual he would give her that. He approved of her dress but she continued to wear a damn cardigan that hid her upper body from him. Her hair looked less flat like someone tried to add curls to it. He watched her walk to her table, the slit in her short dress gave him a brief view of her thigh as she moved. Her heeled shoes made her bare legs look sexy. Her ass beckon as he felt his hands itch for a feel. 'Old spinster my ass!' He glared noticing a few men looking at her ass. He continued to watch her until the blonde that had been eyeing him blocked his view by sitting next to him.

'Maybe this had been a bad idea.' thought Amy as she sat looking around the restaurant. Her table overlooked lake Bellagio and the house-made pastas she ate had been to die for but the place was filled with couples having romantic dinners and friends celebrating happy occasion. The laughter, small talk and the clicking of wine glasses made her realize that she was the only table with one occupant. She played with the base of her wine glass as she glanced several times at a group of friends sitting a few tables from her celebrating a birthday; their laughter and happy birthday wishes made her sad that she had no one to share her birthday with. Her sad contemplation was interrupted by the headwaiter placing a chocolate mousse cake with a lit candle in front of her.

She looked at the waiter confused saying "I didn't order this."

The headwaiter ignored her walking away to show a man standing where the waiter had been, with a smug smile that said 'I know something you don't.' He wore a black sports jacket over a gray T-shirt that had some kind of cartoon logo on it and black jeans that fit him just right. Amy blinked several times, as her heart rate increased and her cheeks felt warm as her eyes slowly traveled up from his tight jeans back to his face. The dim restaurant lighting made it hard for her to see the color of his eyes. He was hot, her own come to life Mr. Darcy!

"Hoo."

"I…ah... took a shot in the dark." She heard a slight southern drawl in his voice, as he moved to stand in front of the chair across from her. He nodded at the lit dessert "Please, tell me I'm right?"

She gave him an astonished look "Uh, yeah…actually you are."

Nodding his head "Well in that case happy birthday." He told her huskily.

"How did you know?" she asked fighting an inquisitive smile. He gazed at her, putting his hands in his pockets unconsciously showcasing his physical attributes.

"You seem to be celebrating and I noticed how you keep watching that party over there." He motioned with his head toward the party before giving her a curious gaze.

"God. Is that obvious, huh?" mortified a nervous laugh left her lips before she looked down self-consciously.

He had watched her from the bar, while trying to get rid of the pushy blonde that had kept him from coming earlier. She sat alone in a place full of couples 'of course it was obvious.'

"Two forks." She said picking up a fork and handing it to him before motioning for him to sit.

"Of course" he said taking the fork before sitting down smiling, "You can't eat birthday cake alone."

With a bashful smile, she said "Alright then, well I guess I should blowout the candle, huh?"

"Unless you want me to sing Happy Birthday!" he said playfully leaning back in his chair.

Amy feign horror "No. No please."

He raised an eyebrow fighting a smirk.

"Um…" pausing she closed her eyes to make a wish before blowing the single candle.

"Hope your wish comes true." His low drawl made her shiver, feeling butterflies in her stomach as she opened her eyes to find him staring at her intensely.

"Thank you." she didn't know what else to say since she had never had a man look at her so intensely.

They stared at each other for a few moments saying nothing, until he turned asking a passing waiter "Excuse me, can we grab another bottle of wine and an extra glass?"

As if realizing something he turned back to her asking, "Unless the party's over?"

"No. no, I'm not driving." She said quickly rambling "It's a present to myself spa, room, dinner…"

"Why not?" he said giving her a wink enjoying her blushing face, "Treat yourself, right?"

He watched her nod before placing a piece of the chocolate cake in her mouth. Her eyes closing and a small sigh of pleasure left her lips.

"You deserve it." He told her with hooded eyes wondering if her lips would taste like chocolate as he unconsciously licked his.

They both picked up their wine glasses after the waiter filled them. Their eyes meeting playfully over touching wine glasses in a silent toast.

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Amy looked out the window of the limo as they drove down the Vegas strip, they had a great time at the restaurant as they share her sliced of chocolate cake and made small talk. She still didn't know his name and he never asked for hers. So, she decided to call him Mr. Darcy in her mind. She glanced at him sitting across from her as he texted something on his phone frowning. As if he senses her looking at him 'Mr. Darcy' looked up from his phone giving her a smile before texting again. He had told her he had something to show her, she had been skeptical about going somewhere with a strange man she just met. Maybe it was how his teasing eyes made her feel special or maybe the wine but she decided to go with him after all she had been on blind dates with strangers before.

He sat in the limo thinking about what a surprisingly good time he had sharing chocolate cake with her. They had created and played a fun game they titled counter-factuals. She had a good wit and he was enjoying making her blush. He scoffed at his earlier thought of not finding her attractive enough to tempt him. He had been seduced by her mind, she was his equal in intelligence and different from the women he normally dealt with. She was not predatory, calculating or clinging. She didn't demand anything from him other than a good conversation. He didn't know her name and was afraid to ask because then he would have to tell her his name. A quick google search of him on her phone and she would be acting like that redhead from earlier today.

Before they knew it, the limo had stopped outside a hangar at the Las Vegas airport general aviation terminal.

In their earlier conversation, she had mentioned that she didn't get a chance to try the aerial tour of Las Vegas. That had given him an idea, he had sent out a few texts to make it happened. He couldn't explain why he wanted to make her happy. Since the only thing he wanted was to see her chest. Which she had continued to deny him with that damn cardigan. 'Make her happy? What's with this hippie stuff? Get a hold of yourself Man… you turned down a hot blonde for this?' he thought as he text. He felt her watching him so he glanced at her giving her a smile before returning to his text.

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He guided her to the helicopter since her eyes were closed. He had told her to close her eyes before leaving the limo.

"No peeping!" he told her teasingly.

Amy laughed at him while holding his arm tightly "Ok, but where are you taking me?"

"You'll see…watch your step." He said "Here, hold on" as he picked her up off her feet.

"Wow, what are you doing?" she screamed wrapping her arms around him, but her eyes stayed close.

"Here you are." placing her on a jump seat. "You're going to have to let me go." He whispered in her ear.

Amy quickly let go, her face turning red at her action. "Sorry."

He laughed the sound making her feel warm, "No, worries." He said sitting next to her before putting a headset on her head.

"Ok, open your eyes." His voice emitting from the headset on her head. She opened her eyes has the pilot started the engines and the blades of the helicopter started to turn.

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Vegas was beautiful at night all the lights making it light up like a pinball machine. While Amy looked down at the city, Sheldon watched her. Enjoying the way her face changed emotions; happy, amazed, her eyes wide like a child on Christmas morning.

She turned giving him an appreciative look "Thank you! This is the best birthday gift ever." She liked how she felt when she was with him.

She was finally closed enough to see the color of his eyes, blue. Without thinking she moved closer to him placing a kiss on his lips before moving away smiling at him before turning back to look down at the city.

The kiss had been chaste compared to what he was used to, but his body still reacted. Sheldon licked his lips hoping to taste her, but she didn't leave a trace on his lips and that irked him, he wanted more. How could she act so innocent as if she didn't know how she made his body feel? He moved trying to readjust himself. How could that kiss make him hard? she didn't even open her mouth. His eyes narrowed in frustration; this woman was a Vixen.