5: How a gentleman does it

 Amelia was in a great mood all day and she had to admit that she had a hard time not thinking about Connor.

 But when she hadn't heard from him the next afternoon she began thinking that he might have changed his mind, that her outburst of jealousy had scared him away after all.

 "Ami there is a really hot guy asking for you". Her colleague Maria came into the kitchen, where she had been chatting with the chef.

 She walked into the restaurant and spotted Connor standing by the bar, looking like a cover model to a steamy romance novel. She walked over. "Hi Connor, what are you doing here ?"

 "I thought it better to come here in person than to just text you". He said smiling, then he pulled out a long stemmed deep red rose from his back, handing it to her.

 Amelia accepted it blushing, she certainly wasn't accustomed to men doing things like that. "Thank you, you didn't have to do that".

 "But I wanted to and I would love to pick you up at your home tomorrow at 6 pm, if it's okay with you ? He looked at her.

 She bit her lip. "It would be perfect, but you don't have to go through a lot of trouble, I can take the train".

 "It is no trouble at all and it wouldn't be a proper date if you had to take the train". He said with a sweet smile.

 It had to be an American thing, they were much more serious about the dating thing from what she had heard. She liked it actually, and almost didn't know what to do with herself.

 "I am looking forward till tomorrow Ami, it is way too long a wait". He took her hand and lifted it to his lips, kissing it softly. His eyes glancing up at her had a green twinkle to them.

 Amelia felt like she was just standing there, smiling like an idiot. He turned around at the door, winking at her and she blushed, knowing that everyone was watching them.

 "Hey, is that your boyfriend Ami ?" Maria walked over to her as she was putting the rose in a small vase.

 She couldn't help the silly grin on her face. "Well not officially yet, but if everything goes smoothly tomorrow then hopefully".

 "Shit, he is so gorgeous and romantic too, better sink your claws into that one before someone else does". Maria said giggling.

 Amelia smiled back, yeah he was almost too good to be true, there had to be something dark hidden she just hadn't seen yet.

 Half an hour later her phone buzzed and she looked at the text 

 ‘Hello beautiful, Joel just made me realise it might be a good idea to get your address, love Connor’

She giggled and answered 

 ‘Hi, good thing you have Joel looking out for you, see you tomorrow, love Ami’ 

 and then she send him her address.

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 The next day Amelia was so excited and nervous that she started getting ready around lunch time, she had to do something to keep herself occupied or her mind would just run wild.

 When she had showered, she sent Linda a text, knowing her friend was working, so she couldn't call her. 

‘Guess what I am doing tonight ? ‘

 It took 5 minutes before the answer came. 

 ‘I am too chicken to start guessing, but it sounds exciting’

 Amelia grinned to herself and then wrote back 

‘I am going on a romantic date and I need you to tell me what to wear’

 The answer came promptly.

‘Yes ! Finally, who is he ? Where and when did you meet him ?’

 She knew Linda was practically jumping up and down with excitement right now and she wrote as fast as she could.

‘His name is Connor and he is american, I ran in to him literally, friday after you left’

 Amelia opened her closet, looking at her clothes.

‘Uhh I am so excited for you sweetie, hmm okay clothes.. Hmm, is it the first date ? And where are you going ?’

 Luckily Linda didn't seem to mind she hadn't told about him before.

 ‘No idea, he is picking me up at 6 pm and it is the second date, we had lunch saturday’

 She looked through her dresses while waiting for an answer.

‘Okay, tell me about him and how far have you gone ? Kissing ?’

 She thought about her answer. 

‘He is tall, dark and very handsome, a smashing 11, and he is sweet, funny and very charming. Instead of texting me about our date he showed up at work with a red rose to tell me. No, hugs, holding hands and kissing on the cheek’

 The answer came promptly again.

‘Okay, I got to meet him soon, and I know what you are going to wear, the yellow one you bought in London, to sweep him of his feet’

 Uh, she forgot about that one, she had never worn it, there just hadn't been a moment for a dress like that.

‘Thank you, perfect. And if tonight goes well, I will introduce you soon’

While she was getting the dress out the final answer came 

> Good luck with the date, he ain't going to know what hit him when he sees you <

 She pulled her hair back into a twisted bun, clean and simple not to take focus from the dress, and a light make-up, lastly she pulled out the dress.

 It was thick yellow silk and actually quite simple with wide straps and a knot like effect at the chest and it had a small train.

 When she had put it on she wondered if it was a bit too much, it gave her quite a cleavage. As Linda would have put it, it would make babies cry for milk.

 She put on a simple swarovski crystal necklace and a pair of simple golden heels.

 When the clock hit 5.30 she was ready and started pacing nervously, she had butterflies in her stomach, was the dress too much ? Where was he going to take her ?