They don't know about us (A Drew Chadwick love story)

Five - Welcome to the City

I updated a bit ealier than planned. I hope people like this chapter. Please vote and comment telling me what you think:)

I'm back to school, so i wont update as much as i would like, but i'll try my best:) I made this one longer (at leats i think it is) just for you! Sorry is it has any mistakes

Enjoy:)

The outfit that Grace used for the boys interview and to the club is on the side >>>>

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Drew and I take a quick cab ride to one restaurant down the street. The ambiente is elegant but relaxed. I remained dressed in my skirt but changed my blouse. He sits across from me, picking up pieces of his food with his fork as I sip on my iced-tea.

We look at each other in silence and it's moments like these that make me feel self-conscious in a way. What is he thinking? I smile causing him to do the same.

"So are you exciting about your new carrear?" i asked breakign the silence, and his eyes light up.

"Yes, i think i have never been so excited about anything else before" he said "This has been my dreem since i was a little boy"

"That's really good, have dream"

"Yeah" he smiled "So tell me. What are your dreams and hopes. What do you see yourself doing in the future?"

"I live by the moment"

"Oh come on, you don't have any dreams for your future?" i shook my head "Not even one?"

"No" but i had.

"Anyways, do you like musicals?"

i raised my eyebrow "Yeah, i guess. Why?"

"Then I think you're going to like the show we're going to in..." He looks down at his watch, "...about 1 hours and 23 minutes. We'll be out just in time to meet with Wes, he said he wanted to go too"

I'm excited but confused. This is supposed to be a business trip, yet he's decided to take me to a show? The little devil on my shoulder starts whispering things in my ear.

"Why are you doing this?" I ask

He looks bemused, "Our interview isn't until tomorrow morning. I don't want you to be bored" His answer comes out almost rehearsed, like he was expecting me to ask the question "Grace" he says softly "It's going to be fun. I promise."

My breathing starts to speed up again. Every time we seem to be on the same page, I tend to lose my composure. It's almost like he knows exactly what I'm thinking; like we're saying things without speaking.

"Ok" I concede.

The waitress comes over and places the check in front of him. I start searching my purse for my credit card.

"Don't even think about it" he says, quickly examining the bill.

"I don't remember you saying anything about food and drinks being included in this trip" I argue.

"Well, they are" He pulls out cash from his wallet and lays it flat in the center of the table. I'm surprised he didn't use a credit card.

"Shall we go?" He stands up, coming over to my side and pulling the seat out for me before slipping into his jacket.

We walk through the restaurant, my eyes wandering, taking notice of the people talking with excitement.

"Excited?" Drew asks,