"So, Vanessa, is it?" Michael asks, putting down his menu.
"Um..." I raise an eyebrow and laugh. "Yes?"
"We're on a date, so I thought we could start fresh."
"Like, pretend we don't know each other?" I smirk.
"Yeah." He laughs softly.
"Ok, Ronald." I nod.
"I see you have a sense of humor. I like that." He smiles. "But, I'm Michael."
"Oh, sorry." I giggle.
"What's your full name?" He raises an eyebrow.
I give him a look. He's doing this on purpose now because he knows I don't like my middle name.
"Vanessa Rita Adam's."
"Oh." He makes a face. "Sounds a bit... old?"
"Ha ha, you're a funny guy Michael." I smirk. "But, I don't like being insulted by a man I've just met."
"I'm sorry." He laughs. "Go ahead and tell me more about yourself."
I raise an eyebrow and smile.
"Ok... well, I'm 22."
"Mmm." He smiles, biting his lip.
"And you're?"
"I'm 27."
"Great." I smirk. "Not that old just yet."
He gives me a look, making me giggle.
"What do you do?"
"I'm a nanny."
"A nanny?" He grins.
"Yeah, I look after this sweet little girl." I smile. "It's the best job I've ever had, but... her dad is an asshole, and makes my job difficult sometimes."
Michael rolls his eyes and smiles before shaking his head. I giggle and then bite my lip.
"But, he can also be the most kind, caring, and sweet man... it just depends if he's in a good mood or not."
Michael shows a warm smile and licks his lips.
"He's also very handsome." I smile, looking him up and down.
"He sounds like a great guy." Michael smirks.
"I think he is." I nod, staring in to his eyes.
There's a little pause of silence between us as we get lost in each others eyes.
"I'm sorry, what is it you do?" I ask, clearing my throat.
"I'm a consultant." He smiles.
"Oh." I raise my eyebrows. "Sounds... boring."
"You're a rude lady Vanessa." Michael makes a face and then laughs.
"I can be a little direct sometimes." I smirk.
Michael shows a little smile and looks down.
"I deserve it. I spoke to you like shit last week."
Yep. You did. I tuck my hair behind my ear and stare at him as he continues.
"I'm sorry." He says softly, looking back in to my eyes. "And I really didn't mean it when I said we aren't best friends, because you are my friend, and you've been a really great friend. I haven't had someone to talk to in a long time, and you've been there, even when I've been a dick head. I've already told you this, but your help, and you being there, means so much more than you know... but I probably haven't shown you that much."
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