Chapter 3: Rainbow After The Storm
Ginny got to work the following Wednesday around eight. She was both nervous and excited about seeing Vince again. She had been feeling this way ever since she realized- I can't live in the past anymore if all I want is to be alone and cry my heart out-.
Today she arrived in a soft white shirt with bell sleeves, a black skirt, and black lace-up platforms. She had styled her hair into long beautiful waves, which hung smoothly around her shoulders.
"Ginny!" Becky called, catching her before she made her way into her office. Grinning, Becky looked her friend up and down. "Trying to make a good impression, are we?" She asked with a teasing air to her voice.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "What is it?"
"Martin Coltz is on the phone, he wants to book an appointment to get his daughter's wedding photos taken"
"Oh, right, yes, book him in"
Becky nodded, and hurried away, her long auburn hair flowing behind her. She was wearing a white skirt, a black tank top, and sandy colored sandals. Ginny had been asked on several occasions if Becky was her sister, as they both had dark brown eyes, and red hair, except Becky's used to be a dark shade of brown.
"Ginny! Vince will be arriving shortly! Better start setting up!" One of the men called from the set.
"Right" Ginny called back, going to her office to get the camera she wanted.
Minutes later, Vince arrived, and was brought to the set to meet Ginny.
'He's gorgeous' Ginny thought dreamily, as she watched him approach.
Vince had short, light brown hair that fell slightly into his face. His dark blue eyes shone mysteriously, and his tight shirt revealed muscles, and a hint of a six-pack.
"Hello" Vince said in his deep voice, holding his hand out to her. "Hi" Ginny choked out, taking his hand, which he kissed lightly.
Ginny felt a deep red blush wash over her face, as he looked at her.
"I'm Ginny Weasley" Ginny said stupidly.
"So I assumed... shall we begin?" He asked slowly.
"Uh, yes... your clothing is in room six... through that hall , third door to the right" Ginny instructed. "Just change, and meet me out here"
"Yes ma'am" He said, a small smile on his tanned face.
Ginny nodded, and watched him go. Becky appeared behind her, and smiled.
"Damn" Becky whispered happily.
"No kidding" Ginny said under her breath.
The photo shoot began, with Vince wearing a white glossy dress shirt, which hung open, along with a pair of dark blue jeans. His masculine chest was extremely eye-catching for all the women in the building. Ginny was right in noticing his six pack. He also had a broad, strong chest, and a nice tan.
"Okay, just turn a bit to your right... arms up a little higher" Ginny instructed, trying with much effort to focus on the task at hand, rather than staring helplessly at Vince.
Nearly an hour later, they finished, and Vince had changed back into his own clothes. Thanking everyone, he then walked over to Ginny to thank her personally.
"Thank you, Ginny" Vince said.
"Oh, don't mention it" Ginny spluttered nervously, tucking a wave of hair behind her ear.
"Listen, I'm not doing anything Friday night, so I thought we could go get something to eat? Of course, as long as you're interested..." "Yes, of course!" Ginny said too quickly. She blushed again, and cleared her throat. "I mean, thank you, that sounds wonderful"
Vince was, if possible, even more sexy when he smiled at her.
"Eight sound good?"
"Perfect" "Great. I'll pick you up... but I'll get your address first" He added seeing the worried look on Ginny's face.
"I'll leave my number" He continued. "So...see you then?"
"Definitely" Ginny said delightedly.
Vince nodded, still smiling, and left the building.
Becky practically bolted over to Ginny. She gripped her friend's arms tightly, her eyes sparkling. "He asked you out, right?!" Becky asked hopefully.
"Yes" Ginny said cheerfully. An overflow of happiness had suddenly piled onto her. She hadn't been this cheerful in the longest time!
"Oh my god!" Becky screamed, hugging her tightly. "Congrats!"
"Thanks" Ginny sighed, releasing herself from Becky's tight hug.
Friday night came all too quickly. Thursday, Drew and Ginny had spent the entire day planning for Ginny's date the following day. They had gone shopping, and picked out a beautiful black dress, new shoes, and had finished the day with a manicure, before going to pick up Hope.
So now, at quarter to eight, Ginny was sitting anxiously in front of her mirror, gazing at her reflection. She had to admit she was very happy with this look. Her hair was twisted up into an elegant knot, her lashes were long and thin, she had a thin, dark line of eyeliner under her eye, and a soft blush to her cheeks.
Her dress was even more beautiful- or so Ginny thought. Thin black straps, going down to just above her knees, and a criss-cross tie up her back. She wore a beautiful crystal necklace, and black pumps. "Ginny!" Drew yelled. "Gin, Vince is here!"
Ginny jumped to her feet, her heart pounding against her chest as she left the bedroom, clutching her black purse.
"No, stay there, he has to see you coming down the stairs when I open the door!" Drew hissed, walking to the door, and waiting.
Ginny hurriedly disappeared from sight, until she heard a firm, loud knock, and Drew pull the door open.
"Hello, is Ginny here?" Vince asked.
"Yes, she'll be right with you" Drew told him.
"I'm right here," Ginny said, sounding rather rehearsed, as she made her way slowly downstairs.
Drew gave her a look that said 'good luck', and vanished into the living room. Ginny now stood before Vince, who kissed her cheek.
"You look beautiful" Vince told her sweetly.
"And you... You look very nice" Ginny stuttered.
He wore an expensive tuxedo, and shiny black shoes. Yet his hair was still untamed, and came down into face a bit.
"Shall we be off?" Vince asked hopefully.
"Uh-huh" Ginny nodded, grabbing her black, cotton coat,pulling it over her shoulders, and leaving the house.
Vince shut the door behind them, and walked her to his car- which Ginny noticed had to be very expensive. Apparently he noticed her amazement, and he spoke.
"It's a Ferrari Enzo. Like it?"
"Who wouldn't?!" Ginny exclaimed, opening the door, and getting in.
Vince smiled, and drove off.
Ginny laughed again at one of Vince's jokes. She covered her mouth with her napkin, and swallowed her food. He gazed at her, as if he was in a trance.
He had brought her to one of the most expensive and fancy dining restaurants in Halifax. The lights were dim, and the people spoke in low voices. Their table was by the window, and lit by candles.
"Can I offer you another glass of champagne?" A waiter asked, coming over to their table.
"No, thank you. But could you bring me a glass of water?" Ginny replied firmly.
"Yes, Miss" The waiter nodded, and walked off to the kitchens.
"So you have a daughter?" Vince asked casually.
"Yes" Ginny replied.
"So you would be how old?"
"18" Ginny replied, slightly embarrassed. "And I know you're twenty-four"
"Yes, however, you are very beautiful for your age"
"Was that an insult to all those others my age?" Ginny asked, a small smile on her face.
"Maybe" Vince shrugged. "So tell me... who's this child's father?"
"Oh, you wouldn't know him" Ginny replied, shaking her head. "He's from Britain"
"Like yourself" Vince replied. "Well, no matter what other men think of a woman who's a single, young mother, I think you're a very intelligent and beautiful young woman"
Ginny embarrassedly dropped her gaze to her hands.
"I still can't believe you asked me out tonight," She admitted softly, raising her gaze back to him.
"Why not?" Vince asked, leaning back in his chair.
"Because I'm... not like you" Ginny replied.
"Like me?" Vince laughed. "What am I like?"
"Rich, famous, everything I'm not"
Vince reached forward, and took her hand. "I think you need to see who you really are"
Ginny stared at him in wonder. These words touched her, but the feeling vanished, as the waiter re-appeared.
"Would you like your bill now?"
"Uh, yes" Vince said firmly, removing his hand, and pulling out his credit card, and handed it to the waiter, who disappeared.
"Thanks so much for tonight, Vince, it was wonderful"
"You're very welcome. I'm glad you had a good time"
Minutes later the waiter re-appeared, handed back Vince's credit card, and bid them goodnight. They pulled on their coats, and left the restaurant. Ginny arrived home at eleven thirty, and Vince walked her to the door.
He took her hands, and gazed down at her. "Thank you, Gin, for a wonderful time"
"Don't mention it" Ginny smiled.
"So... do you think we could do it again sometime?" He asked hopefully.
"Of course"
Vince smiled happily, leaned down, and kissed her gently on the lips. Ginny felt the wonders of being kissed flood back into her veins, and she felt a soft blush creep up her neck.
"I'll call you" Vince whispered to her, before she went dreamily inside.
"Bye" Ginny said happily, slowly shutting the door.
She leaned up against the front door, and sighed. Moments later the sound of a car turning on, and leaving signalled she could go upstairs and go to bed.
Perhaps life wasn't so bad after all....
Ginny got to work the following Wednesday around eight. She was both nervous and excited about seeing Vince again. She had been feeling this way ever since she realized- I can't live in the past anymore if all I want is to be alone and cry my heart out-.
Today she arrived in a soft white shirt with bell sleeves, a black skirt, and black lace-up platforms. She had styled her hair into long beautiful waves, which hung smoothly around her shoulders.
"Ginny!" Becky called, catching her before she made her way into her office. Grinning, Becky looked her friend up and down. "Trying to make a good impression, are we?" She asked with a teasing air to her voice.
Ginny rolled her eyes. "What is it?"
"Martin Coltz is on the phone, he wants to book an appointment to get his daughter's wedding photos taken"
"Oh, right, yes, book him in"
Becky nodded, and hurried away, her long auburn hair flowing behind her. She was wearing a white skirt, a black tank top, and sandy colored sandals. Ginny had been asked on several occasions if Becky was her sister, as they both had dark brown eyes, and red hair, except Becky's used to be a dark shade of brown.
"Ginny! Vince will be arriving shortly! Better start setting up!" One of the men called from the set.
"Right" Ginny called back, going to her office to get the camera she wanted.
Minutes later, Vince arrived, and was brought to the set to meet Ginny.
'He's gorgeous' Ginny thought dreamily, as she watched him approach.
Vince had short, light brown hair that fell slightly into his face. His dark blue eyes shone mysteriously, and his tight shirt revealed muscles, and a hint of a six-pack.
"Hello" Vince said in his deep voice, holding his hand out to her. "Hi" Ginny choked out, taking his hand, which he kissed lightly.
Ginny felt a deep red blush wash over her face, as he looked at her.
"I'm Ginny Weasley" Ginny said stupidly.
"So I assumed... shall we begin?" He asked slowly.
"Uh, yes... your clothing is in room six... through that hall , third door to the right" Ginny instructed. "Just change, and meet me out here"
"Yes ma'am" He said, a small smile on his tanned face.
Ginny nodded, and watched him go. Becky appeared behind her, and smiled.
"Damn" Becky whispered happily.
"No kidding" Ginny said under her breath.
The photo shoot began, with Vince wearing a white glossy dress shirt, which hung open, along with a pair of dark blue jeans. His masculine chest was extremely eye-catching for all the women in the building. Ginny was right in noticing his six pack. He also had a broad, strong chest, and a nice tan.
"Okay, just turn a bit to your right... arms up a little higher" Ginny instructed, trying with much effort to focus on the task at hand, rather than staring helplessly at Vince.
Nearly an hour later, they finished, and Vince had changed back into his own clothes. Thanking everyone, he then walked over to Ginny to thank her personally.
"Thank you, Ginny" Vince said.
"Oh, don't mention it" Ginny spluttered nervously, tucking a wave of hair behind her ear.
"Listen, I'm not doing anything Friday night, so I thought we could go get something to eat? Of course, as long as you're interested..." "Yes, of course!" Ginny said too quickly. She blushed again, and cleared her throat. "I mean, thank you, that sounds wonderful"
Vince was, if possible, even more sexy when he smiled at her.
"Eight sound good?"
"Perfect" "Great. I'll pick you up... but I'll get your address first" He added seeing the worried look on Ginny's face.
"I'll leave my number" He continued. "So...see you then?"
"Definitely" Ginny said delightedly.
Vince nodded, still smiling, and left the building.
Becky practically bolted over to Ginny. She gripped her friend's arms tightly, her eyes sparkling. "He asked you out, right?!" Becky asked hopefully.
"Yes" Ginny said cheerfully. An overflow of happiness had suddenly piled onto her. She hadn't been this cheerful in the longest time!
"Oh my god!" Becky screamed, hugging her tightly. "Congrats!"
"Thanks" Ginny sighed, releasing herself from Becky's tight hug.
Friday night came all too quickly. Thursday, Drew and Ginny had spent the entire day planning for Ginny's date the following day. They had gone shopping, and picked out a beautiful black dress, new shoes, and had finished the day with a manicure, before going to pick up Hope.
So now, at quarter to eight, Ginny was sitting anxiously in front of her mirror, gazing at her reflection. She had to admit she was very happy with this look. Her hair was twisted up into an elegant knot, her lashes were long and thin, she had a thin, dark line of eyeliner under her eye, and a soft blush to her cheeks.
Her dress was even more beautiful- or so Ginny thought. Thin black straps, going down to just above her knees, and a criss-cross tie up her back. She wore a beautiful crystal necklace, and black pumps. "Ginny!" Drew yelled. "Gin, Vince is here!"
Ginny jumped to her feet, her heart pounding against her chest as she left the bedroom, clutching her black purse.
"No, stay there, he has to see you coming down the stairs when I open the door!" Drew hissed, walking to the door, and waiting.
Ginny hurriedly disappeared from sight, until she heard a firm, loud knock, and Drew pull the door open.
"Hello, is Ginny here?" Vince asked.
"Yes, she'll be right with you" Drew told him.
"I'm right here," Ginny said, sounding rather rehearsed, as she made her way slowly downstairs.
Drew gave her a look that said 'good luck', and vanished into the living room. Ginny now stood before Vince, who kissed her cheek.
"You look beautiful" Vince told her sweetly.
"And you... You look very nice" Ginny stuttered.
He wore an expensive tuxedo, and shiny black shoes. Yet his hair was still untamed, and came down into face a bit.
"Shall we be off?" Vince asked hopefully.
"Uh-huh" Ginny nodded, grabbing her black, cotton coat,pulling it over her shoulders, and leaving the house.
Vince shut the door behind them, and walked her to his car- which Ginny noticed had to be very expensive. Apparently he noticed her amazement, and he spoke.
"It's a Ferrari Enzo. Like it?"
"Who wouldn't?!" Ginny exclaimed, opening the door, and getting in.
Vince smiled, and drove off.
Ginny laughed again at one of Vince's jokes. She covered her mouth with her napkin, and swallowed her food. He gazed at her, as if he was in a trance.
He had brought her to one of the most expensive and fancy dining restaurants in Halifax. The lights were dim, and the people spoke in low voices. Their table was by the window, and lit by candles.
"Can I offer you another glass of champagne?" A waiter asked, coming over to their table.
"No, thank you. But could you bring me a glass of water?" Ginny replied firmly.
"Yes, Miss" The waiter nodded, and walked off to the kitchens.
"So you have a daughter?" Vince asked casually.
"Yes" Ginny replied.
"So you would be how old?"
"18" Ginny replied, slightly embarrassed. "And I know you're twenty-four"
"Yes, however, you are very beautiful for your age"
"Was that an insult to all those others my age?" Ginny asked, a small smile on her face.
"Maybe" Vince shrugged. "So tell me... who's this child's father?"
"Oh, you wouldn't know him" Ginny replied, shaking her head. "He's from Britain"
"Like yourself" Vince replied. "Well, no matter what other men think of a woman who's a single, young mother, I think you're a very intelligent and beautiful young woman"
Ginny embarrassedly dropped her gaze to her hands.
"I still can't believe you asked me out tonight," She admitted softly, raising her gaze back to him.
"Why not?" Vince asked, leaning back in his chair.
"Because I'm... not like you" Ginny replied.
"Like me?" Vince laughed. "What am I like?"
"Rich, famous, everything I'm not"
Vince reached forward, and took her hand. "I think you need to see who you really are"
Ginny stared at him in wonder. These words touched her, but the feeling vanished, as the waiter re-appeared.
"Would you like your bill now?"
"Uh, yes" Vince said firmly, removing his hand, and pulling out his credit card, and handed it to the waiter, who disappeared.
"Thanks so much for tonight, Vince, it was wonderful"
"You're very welcome. I'm glad you had a good time"
Minutes later the waiter re-appeared, handed back Vince's credit card, and bid them goodnight. They pulled on their coats, and left the restaurant. Ginny arrived home at eleven thirty, and Vince walked her to the door.
He took her hands, and gazed down at her. "Thank you, Gin, for a wonderful time"
"Don't mention it" Ginny smiled.
"So... do you think we could do it again sometime?" He asked hopefully.
"Of course"
Vince smiled happily, leaned down, and kissed her gently on the lips. Ginny felt the wonders of being kissed flood back into her veins, and she felt a soft blush creep up her neck.
"I'll call you" Vince whispered to her, before she went dreamily inside.
"Bye" Ginny said happily, slowly shutting the door.
She leaned up against the front door, and sighed. Moments later the sound of a car turning on, and leaving signalled she could go upstairs and go to bed.
Perhaps life wasn't so bad after all....