Bobby was waiting for Claire to arrive at Michelle's. He was more nervous than
usual afraid she would be disappointed it was him that had sent her the roses.
But he agreed with Darien. Claire did need to have some love in her life, or at
least a little romance. He knew if she would allow him to, he could show her
a good time, some good food a little dancing. Bobby Hobbes knew how to
treat a lady.
Claire arrived in the foyer and smiled when she spotted him standing there.
"Bobby it was you, I had a feeling it was you all along."
Bobby stepped forward and took her hand. "You look beautiful tonight Claire."
"Thank you, you look very handsome in you tux." She took his arm.
"Thank you, our table is ready if you will allow me to escort you."
Bobby loved having such a beautiful woman on his arm as he walked with
her through the restaurant to their table.
Bobby held her chair for her and then took his seat. He'd ordered champagne
it was already waiting for them at the table.
"A toast, to new beginnings." Bobby said and they both sipped their wine.
"This place is lovely, I've never been here before."
"They are a well kept secret, not just everyone is allowed to make reservations."
"I'm impressed. Thank you for inviting me." Claire inclined her head to him.
"You weren't disappointed it was me then?" Bobby had to ask, his insecurities
with the female gender surfacing for a moment.
"Of course not Bobby, you are one of the nicest men I know. Any woman would
be proud to be seen on your arm." Claire assured him.
"I don't know about that, but as long as you enjoy yourself."
Claire placed a hand on his arm, "I'm proud to be here with you. If other women
don't notice all your good qualities then shame on them."
Bobby nearly blushed at her praise. He swallowed, "You think... think I have
good qualities?"
"Yes, of course you do." Claire squeezed his arm, it was very solid under her hand,
Bobby had a powerful build, it just wasn't obvious.
"Shall I list them for you then?" She was teasing now, but she saw that he did need
some reassurance.
"No, you don't have to." He glanced away from her face.
"I will anyway, you're smart, dependable, loyal, brave, strong and caring."
Claire told him.
"I sound like a boy scout." Bobby tried to lighten the suddenly tense atmosphere.
"You are defiantly not a boy. I'd say all man, all any woman would need."
Claire was looking into his eyes now, letting him know she did find him attractive.
"Are you ready to order?" The waiter arrived just then and broke the spell.
They shared a magnificent meal and Bobby asked her to dance with him afterwards.
Claire wasn't surprised he danced beautifully, Bobby was very good at many different
things. She loved being in his arms, moving to the music. She didn't want the
evening to end.
He drove her home in a car he'd borrowed just for the night. Walking her to her door
and waiting for her to unlock it.
"Thank you for the wonderful evening Bobby. It was very special." Claire smiled
at him.
"You're welcome, my pleasure." He was looking into her eyes, hesitant to kiss her
good night. But she was waiting, so he placed a hand on her waist and leaned in the
few inches that separated them. Claire welcomed the kiss, wanted the kiss.
Bobby went slow at first, but she responded so eagerly that he deepened the kiss.
Her arms came around his shoulders he tightened his hold on her, the kiss lasted
longer than he'd intended. She was so sweet.
"My, Bobby that was.... I think I'd better go in now." Claire was slightly dazed from
the thoroughness of his kiss.
"Goodnight Claire, sleep well." Bobby's eyes were darker, his voice deep and full of
emotion.
Claire reached for the door nob and missed. Then tried again, slipping inside before
she did something rash like invite him in.
Bobby waited until she was safely inside then sighed deeply. He strutted down the short
flight of stairs and back to his borrowed car.
usual afraid she would be disappointed it was him that had sent her the roses.
But he agreed with Darien. Claire did need to have some love in her life, or at
least a little romance. He knew if she would allow him to, he could show her
a good time, some good food a little dancing. Bobby Hobbes knew how to
treat a lady.
Claire arrived in the foyer and smiled when she spotted him standing there.
"Bobby it was you, I had a feeling it was you all along."
Bobby stepped forward and took her hand. "You look beautiful tonight Claire."
"Thank you, you look very handsome in you tux." She took his arm.
"Thank you, our table is ready if you will allow me to escort you."
Bobby loved having such a beautiful woman on his arm as he walked with
her through the restaurant to their table.
Bobby held her chair for her and then took his seat. He'd ordered champagne
it was already waiting for them at the table.
"A toast, to new beginnings." Bobby said and they both sipped their wine.
"This place is lovely, I've never been here before."
"They are a well kept secret, not just everyone is allowed to make reservations."
"I'm impressed. Thank you for inviting me." Claire inclined her head to him.
"You weren't disappointed it was me then?" Bobby had to ask, his insecurities
with the female gender surfacing for a moment.
"Of course not Bobby, you are one of the nicest men I know. Any woman would
be proud to be seen on your arm." Claire assured him.
"I don't know about that, but as long as you enjoy yourself."
Claire placed a hand on his arm, "I'm proud to be here with you. If other women
don't notice all your good qualities then shame on them."
Bobby nearly blushed at her praise. He swallowed, "You think... think I have
good qualities?"
"Yes, of course you do." Claire squeezed his arm, it was very solid under her hand,
Bobby had a powerful build, it just wasn't obvious.
"Shall I list them for you then?" She was teasing now, but she saw that he did need
some reassurance.
"No, you don't have to." He glanced away from her face.
"I will anyway, you're smart, dependable, loyal, brave, strong and caring."
Claire told him.
"I sound like a boy scout." Bobby tried to lighten the suddenly tense atmosphere.
"You are defiantly not a boy. I'd say all man, all any woman would need."
Claire was looking into his eyes now, letting him know she did find him attractive.
"Are you ready to order?" The waiter arrived just then and broke the spell.
They shared a magnificent meal and Bobby asked her to dance with him afterwards.
Claire wasn't surprised he danced beautifully, Bobby was very good at many different
things. She loved being in his arms, moving to the music. She didn't want the
evening to end.
He drove her home in a car he'd borrowed just for the night. Walking her to her door
and waiting for her to unlock it.
"Thank you for the wonderful evening Bobby. It was very special." Claire smiled
at him.
"You're welcome, my pleasure." He was looking into her eyes, hesitant to kiss her
good night. But she was waiting, so he placed a hand on her waist and leaned in the
few inches that separated them. Claire welcomed the kiss, wanted the kiss.
Bobby went slow at first, but she responded so eagerly that he deepened the kiss.
Her arms came around his shoulders he tightened his hold on her, the kiss lasted
longer than he'd intended. She was so sweet.
"My, Bobby that was.... I think I'd better go in now." Claire was slightly dazed from
the thoroughness of his kiss.
"Goodnight Claire, sleep well." Bobby's eyes were darker, his voice deep and full of
emotion.
Claire reached for the door nob and missed. Then tried again, slipping inside before
she did something rash like invite him in.
Bobby waited until she was safely inside then sighed deeply. He strutted down the short
flight of stairs and back to his borrowed car.