Touch In The Dark

Chapter 11

Rescind (v)
Cancel officially

Evelyn's POV

After that whole ordeal I call Kim and ask if she can come, luckily for me she's coming along. I don't know what I'd do without her.

I watch a couple hours of tv and when it's almost time to go I walk out the door and wait at the end of the driveway. I really don't want Mark to see Dimitri.

Just in time Mark pulls up in a red Lexus. Wow, that's a pretty car.

I almost wait for him to open the door for me like Dimitri always does but I quickly shake it off and open it myself.

Once I sit down, I buckle my seat belt and we're off.

"Nice to see you again. I was scared you weren't going to call." Mark says smiling.

"I liked your company last night, I had fun."

He looks at me then back at the road.

"Where are we going?" I place my finger on my chin.

"An art gallery. I know of a good one that has an array of things."

An art gallery? I've never been to one. Are they boring? It sounds boring.

"They're all local artists. I thought it'd be nice to support them." He finishes.

Aww, that's kind of sweet.

"That sounds nice, I like that idea." I smile.

Maybe it won't be so boring after all.

Looking out the window I see all the beautiful trees and the tall grass that's shooting by.

Soft music starts playing and I see his hand on the stereo dial. I don't know exactly what it is, but it sounds relaxing, so relaxing that I let out a yawn.

"Don't get tired on me now babe, we're almost there." He chuckles.

Babe? So, this is a date!

I slightly blush and turn towards the window so he can't see my pink cheeks.

His chiseled jawline gave way into a slight smirk.

Lost in thought we pull up to the venue.

We step out the car and meet at the front. He takes my hand in his and walks to the door.

Once we enter the building, I'm at a loss of words.

It's beautiful. Their sculptures and paintings everywhere and the artists are standing in front of their pieces.

"Look at that!" I point, speaking over all the chatter.

It's a sculpture of a woman. She's made out of glass, but they're amazing details. You can see the curls in her afro and the dimples on her cheeks. She's beautiful.

He leads me over to the sculpture to examine it closer.

"She's beautiful." I scan her up and down.

"Almost as beautiful as you." Mark gushes.

Once again heat spreads throughout my face.

"You're even more beautiful when you blush." His knuckles gently rub my cheek.

Leaning into his touch the artist ruins the moment.

"It took me about three years to finish her. She's my dream woman." The artist state.