A/N: Thanks for everyone who reviewed. This is where the relationship between Rusty and Isabel starts to get a bit more romantic, just for you Kelsey and Vikki. Darkdestiny2000, I think that Danny and other characters will come in later, but for the time being it'll only be Rusty and Isabel.
It was 6 o'clock and Isabel and just heaved herself out of her nice, warm bath. Securing a towel tightly around her voluptuous body, she walked into her bedroom and threw the closet door open. She knew exactly what she wanted to wear, the problem was finding it. Finally, after wrestling with numerous clothes hangers she managed to get her slinky black dress out.
Her next problem was finding her shoes. She realized the she desperately needed to clean her closet, since finding things in it were impossible. Deciding that she would look for her shoes later, Isabel put her dress on and examined herself in the mirror. Not too bad, she thought. She walked back into the bathroom and pulled out her makeup bag. She took her time applying her makeup, getting it just right.
Walking back into her bedroom, she glanced at the clock, 6:40 pm. She resumed the search for her black heels and found them, not in the closet, but under her bed. Hurriedly she put them on and grabbed her purse. She locked her door and walked down the stairs and outside. She hardly stepped onto the curb when a taxi pulled up in front of her. She opened the door and slid inside.
"Where to, Miss?" The driver asked her.
"Fruits de mer Fins, the restaurant please." Isabel said, buckling her seatbelt. It seemed an eternity before she finally arrived at the restaurant. She paid the driver before she got out and he thanked her graciously. She walked towards the restaurant and smiled at the doorman as he let inside. Casually she walked towards the woman standing behind a podium. The woman seemed bored out of her mind and barely acknowledged Isabel's presence as she looked up the name Ryan, Rusty.
"He's already arrived, I'll lead you to the table," the woman said, leading Isabel away from the front of the restaurant and into a dark corner.
"Here's your menu," the woman said, thrusting it at Isabel. Isabel took it and muttered her thanks before the waitress walked away. She slid into the booth and saw Rusty looking at her from across the table.
"I see you found me alright," he said, smiling.
"Yes, I found you."
Rusty gave a short laugh and took his sunglasses off.
"You look really beautiful, Isabel."
Isabel felt herself blushing again. "Thank you Rusty, you look very handsome yourself."
A waiter appeared at their table and Rusty ordered two glasses of red wine. Isabel watched Rusty intently as he talked about America. The waiter came back with their wine and the small talk continued.
During dinner it was the same, polite conversation between two acquaintances. Isabel told Rusty about her job and he told her about what he did, which was all lies really. He told her he was a businessman and he left it at that. After dinner Rusty got an idea.
"Isabel, do you want to go for a walk?" He asked.
"A walk? Sure," Isabel answered, wondering why he wanted to go on a walk. Rusty called the waiter over and asked for the bill, the waiter walked off and returned moments later with the bill.
"Here you are, Monsieur. I hope you enjoyed the food," he said.
"Yes, it was excellent." Rusty said as he took his wallet out. He paid the bill and offered Isabel his hand.
"Thank you," she said, taking it gently. He smiled down at her. He lead her out of the restaurant and onto the crowded sidewalk. They walked a little while before crossing the street, Isabel's heels clicking loudly as she walked briskly.
Rusty led her to the canals they strolled there, enjoying the sight of the moon reflecting on the water. After a while Rusty stopped and leaned on the railing, he stared at the moon. Isabel assumed a similar position.
"It's so beautiful," she said, looking up.
"So are you," Rusty said, turning towards her. Isabel looked at him and smiled.
"You think I'm beautiful?" She asked as he moved closer.
"Yes," he whispered, his face inches from hers. He looked into her eyes, then leaned in closer.
Isabel closed her eyes as she felt Rusty's lips on her own. The kiss seemed to last an eternity and she felt a moan escape her lips. Slowly she opened her eyes. She felt Rusty's hand on her cheek, brushing her hair away. She leaned in again and they shared their second kiss, it was just as passionate as the first.
When the night ended Isabel found herself back in her flat, and Rusty found himself back in his hotel room. Isabel's last thoughts before drifting off to sleep were of the kiss she and Rusty had shared. She felt herself drawn to him more, wanting him. Rusty wasn't thinking of the kiss, rather the woman. He couldn't believe what he was feeling for this woman and he wondered if she felt the same.
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