Love For The First Sight

Chapter 8

Brooklyn POV:

There was no work on Sunday, so I could relax as long as I liked. I didn't even get out of bed before ten o'clock. I was finally able to enjoy the well-deserved rest. I have a date today. No, not with Mr. Perfect. I discussed this meeting even before I met him. I got to know the man through Angel, so what will become of him. I honestly need to wake up from the dream I'm living in, I can't wait for a man like Chris. No matter how much I didn't feel like going on this date, because I would have preferred to enjoy the collection of worse movies in the evening in my little pajamas, I had a hard time getting out of bed.
Most of the day was spent doing nothing. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't love it. However, I had to start getting ready in the early afternoon. Girls, you know how much work there is before a date. As soon as I was ready, they rang the bell at the entrance. Mark has arrived for me. He was a handsome man. I'd be lying if I said he wasn't likable. He works as a doctor in an elite hospital. I admired him for fighting for people's lives. It's not an easy profession. Well, let's go on a date. I'm nervous, my palms are sweating. He said he chose an elegant place...well, of course, the same place where I first saw Chris. I froze for a moment, then finally Mark woke me up from my thoughts.
- We can go? - asked.
- Oh, yes, of course. I'm sorry. - I apologized to him. However, when we walked in, I did not expect that the person in my thoughts would also be here...again. My stomach churned. His eyes immediately focused on me as if he sensed it. Our eyes met. However, it was my dating partner who pulled me out of the wolf's eyes again.
During dinner, we asked each other about work, family, and relationships. What can I say? I would be lying if I said that this man, apart from being obsessed with work, has nothing wrong with him. But it's not like I don't live for my work. However, I often managed to make eye contact with the man at the other table. He seemed upset. As I. Why do I feel like I wish Chris was sitting across from me? I wish he would smile at me, I wish he would try to hold my hand now.
As soon as the dinner was over, I got up from the chair and started towards the exit as I looked for Christ with my eyes for the last time. However, Mark's hands were on my waist, which confused me completely.
- Can we go? - he asked me, I just nodded and we started towards the exit. Mark still wanted to take me to his house, but I asked him to take me home because I was tired, so our date ended. This Mark is a great guy, that's undeniable, but my heart doesn't feel that he wants him.
I went to work early the next morning, and of course Mr. Perfect entered the room. I was embarrassed. I wonder what he might think of me now? Sarah has a day off today, so I was left with the task of preparing her for the given film scene. As he sat there without saying a word, I felt that this situation was quite embarrassing, but exceptionally now, of course, I didn't have the courage to speak to him.
- Was he your boyfriend yesterday...last night? - he broke the silence.
- No...just a first date..! - I replied as I applied the foundation evenly on his already perfect face.
- Did you enjoy it?
What should I answer to this? Such an unpleasant situation.
- It wasn't bad...
- Are you going to go with him again...again?
- Mark is a great person, a doctor who saves people's lives every day and...
- Give me a chance! - interrupted Chris as our eyes met in the mirror.
- What? - I asked back.
- Give me a chance!
- For what? - I asked again because I had no idea that we were both thinking the same thing right now?
- Just a date! If...if you say afterwards that you didn't enjoy it and you don't feel anything, I'll accept it!
- Chris, what are you talking about?
- Shit, this isn't supposed to happen... - he gripped the side of the chair.
- Chris.
- I think I like you, understand? - he looked in the mirror again, where he saw my eyes again. I was shocked. Also that Chris Evans likes me? Is this a complete scam?
- Chris, I... - I stammered.
- Don't! Please don't say anything. - he got up from the chair, so I got a full view of his wonderful gaze. - Please just give me a chance. A chance for me to try to get that...that maybe you feel the same way. - he continued his answer. - If you say afterwards that you don't feel anything, I'll accept it. And I will continue to stand by you as a friend. But if by chance even if a small part of you will feel that you like me...then give me a chance to be the person who conjures up that sweet smile of yours and the sparkle in your eyes every day.
Hearing these words, I forgot to breathe and I think I suffered two heart attacks. What I dreamed about so much in the last few days would come true?
- Well, what do you say Brooklyn? - he looked at me with hope in his eyes.
- When should I be ready? - I asked the man standing in front of me, whose face broke into a smile.
- Seven in the evening?
- OK I'll wait. - I said smiling. I can't believe I'm going on a date with this wonderful man!