Chapter 5: Milk does a body GOOD
"Hi Sydney," He grinned. He couldn't stop grinning. He couldn't believe it. Since when was he the luckiest man on earth? How incredibly coincidental was it that he had gone to the restaurant on that flier and would find her here.
Sydney grinned. "Stalking me are you?"
He blushed. No, he wasn't stalking her. Unless thinking about her constantly was the same thing as stalking. Hey, would that be creepy or sweet to say to a woman? He glanced at her. She looked happy to see him so he thought he would do it. "No. I'm not stalking you. Unless thinking about you constantly qualifies."
Sydney's mouth nearly fell open. He had been thinking about HER. Damn, he was a good flirt. She felt like swooning but she wasn't that type of a gal. "Hey, isn't this the time where you're supposed to use a corny pick up line or something?"
Vaughn grinned. He gestured at the empty seat across from her. "Can I sit there?"
Sydney wanted to shout OF COURSE! SIT THERE! Why the hell else would I push it out with my foot? But instead she nodded. As soon as he sat down, she had to say something. "Great pick-up line."
He laughed. This woman was too much. He shrugged. "It worked didn't it? Aren't I sitting here, dining with you?"
"Well, I guess so." She was a little disappointed. Sure the hot man from heaven was sitting at her table but she had always found the exchange of pick up lines to be quite funny.
He didn't notice. He picked up a menu. "So, what's good here?"
"I don't know I just got here."
"Oh yeah. Well, what did you order?"
"Oh, angel hair pasta."
"Sounds good. Hey, I know we just met. . . again but do you want to hear something weird?" His eyes twinkled and she instantly forgave him for the non-usage of a pick up line.
"As long as it's not disgusting. We are in a restaurant you know."
He looked around the empty restaurant, his eyebrow raised. "My God and so we are. We better watch what we say or we might offend all the customers."
Sydney nearly spit out the water that was in her mouth. This man was too funny. "God, Michael, you're hilarious."
He would've blushed but that was something he didn't do often. But he forgot what he was going to say. She had that effect on him.
"SO? Spill it."
"Okay. I love milk with pasta." Wow. That sounded so much stupider than he thought it would. But she laughed anyway.
Then, she winked at him. "What was that wink for?"
"I just remembered a pick up line about milk."
This woman was too much. "You really enjoy those pick-up lines don't you?" At her nod, he grinned. "You must know a lot of them, I bet guys use them on you all the time."
"Not as much as you would think." She seemed a little sad for some reason.
"Sorry. I didn't mean- . . . SO, what's the line?"
She smiled at him and made him feel warm all over. Again. "Okay. Are you ready for this one?" He smiled.
"I'm ready for everything Ms. Bristow."
"Okay, I have to get in the mood first."
He grinned. Intriguing. "And how does one get in the mood?"
"Like this." Sydney called a waiter over and ordered a glass of milk. She let her hair down loose and leaned over the table until it was about a foot away from Vaughn's face. He gulped. She suppressed a grin. She looked at the milk and then at him Licking her lips, she released her words slowly, from somewhere deep in her throat. "I know milk does a body good but, BA-BY how much have you been drinking?"
He would have laughed out loud had he not been so affected.
"Hi Sydney," He grinned. He couldn't stop grinning. He couldn't believe it. Since when was he the luckiest man on earth? How incredibly coincidental was it that he had gone to the restaurant on that flier and would find her here.
Sydney grinned. "Stalking me are you?"
He blushed. No, he wasn't stalking her. Unless thinking about her constantly was the same thing as stalking. Hey, would that be creepy or sweet to say to a woman? He glanced at her. She looked happy to see him so he thought he would do it. "No. I'm not stalking you. Unless thinking about you constantly qualifies."
Sydney's mouth nearly fell open. He had been thinking about HER. Damn, he was a good flirt. She felt like swooning but she wasn't that type of a gal. "Hey, isn't this the time where you're supposed to use a corny pick up line or something?"
Vaughn grinned. He gestured at the empty seat across from her. "Can I sit there?"
Sydney wanted to shout OF COURSE! SIT THERE! Why the hell else would I push it out with my foot? But instead she nodded. As soon as he sat down, she had to say something. "Great pick-up line."
He laughed. This woman was too much. He shrugged. "It worked didn't it? Aren't I sitting here, dining with you?"
"Well, I guess so." She was a little disappointed. Sure the hot man from heaven was sitting at her table but she had always found the exchange of pick up lines to be quite funny.
He didn't notice. He picked up a menu. "So, what's good here?"
"I don't know I just got here."
"Oh yeah. Well, what did you order?"
"Oh, angel hair pasta."
"Sounds good. Hey, I know we just met. . . again but do you want to hear something weird?" His eyes twinkled and she instantly forgave him for the non-usage of a pick up line.
"As long as it's not disgusting. We are in a restaurant you know."
He looked around the empty restaurant, his eyebrow raised. "My God and so we are. We better watch what we say or we might offend all the customers."
Sydney nearly spit out the water that was in her mouth. This man was too funny. "God, Michael, you're hilarious."
He would've blushed but that was something he didn't do often. But he forgot what he was going to say. She had that effect on him.
"SO? Spill it."
"Okay. I love milk with pasta." Wow. That sounded so much stupider than he thought it would. But she laughed anyway.
Then, she winked at him. "What was that wink for?"
"I just remembered a pick up line about milk."
This woman was too much. "You really enjoy those pick-up lines don't you?" At her nod, he grinned. "You must know a lot of them, I bet guys use them on you all the time."
"Not as much as you would think." She seemed a little sad for some reason.
"Sorry. I didn't mean- . . . SO, what's the line?"
She smiled at him and made him feel warm all over. Again. "Okay. Are you ready for this one?" He smiled.
"I'm ready for everything Ms. Bristow."
"Okay, I have to get in the mood first."
He grinned. Intriguing. "And how does one get in the mood?"
"Like this." Sydney called a waiter over and ordered a glass of milk. She let her hair down loose and leaned over the table until it was about a foot away from Vaughn's face. He gulped. She suppressed a grin. She looked at the milk and then at him Licking her lips, she released her words slowly, from somewhere deep in her throat. "I know milk does a body good but, BA-BY how much have you been drinking?"
He would have laughed out loud had he not been so affected.
