A few days had went by and I still felt like a queen. He treated me with all his heart and did anything to put a gorgeous smile on my silky face.
Last night he said "I have made reservations for the both of us, tomorrow night at Rusiationo" it was a beautiful small Italian restaurant by the coast, I had never been before but it looked spectacular. So I best start getting ready. I flicked through my wardrobe to find a grey floaty dress at the end of the dark tunnel. I picked the smooth dress up and placed it on the bed whilst I did my hair and makeup. I began with my hair. I decided to curl the bottoms of my fresh hair. I slowly turned the curlers on and brushed through my hair. Hugo shouted "you nearly ready?". "No!!! I haven't even done my hair" . "God, you take forever! Hurry up, I'm sure you'll look lovely". He continued. "Shut up Hugo!" I replied. I could vaguely hear him sigh. I turned my excited head around and quickly picked up the burning curlers and placed them on my hair. I wrapped the ends of my fresh hair around the boiling curlers. I waited 10 seconds between each curl and my hair looked flawless. But for the makeup side of things, I rushed through parts of my make up. I unhung the dress and brushed it over my shoulders and on to me. It was tight fitted at the top but floaty at the bottom. I ran down stairs and stood behind my handsome boyfriend. He vigorously turned around and his jaw dropped. I felt embarrassed. He continued to look at me. I bit the side of my watery mouth and waited for him to say something. We stood there for a moment or two staring each other in the eyes. He eventually said something "you look beautiful". I wanted to kiss him so bad but I had to resist my self. I just stared at him. But I couldn't resist the temptation, I wrapped my weak arms around his waist and kissed him. This time he didn't pull away, he smoothly lifted his tense arms and placed his stiff hands on my cheek and kissed me back. His soft dreamy lips were emerged into mine. I felt tingles run through my cold body. I wanted it to last forever. But it didn't. He took my hand and we walked out the door together. He opened the black car door and shut it after I had jumped in. I fastened my seat belt and looked straight forward. He turned the car engine on and started to drive. I looked at the glowing lights around us. They were so innocent and made the full city light up.
We parked outside of the romantic restaurant. It looked very serene and quite. But I liked things like that, not too big or fancy. We walked in and the place was outstanding! It reminded me of Rome! The city of love. I had never been to Rome but I had seen pictures of Rome and it looked just like it. "Table for 2 please. Under the name Oak-field" Hugo said to the tall waiter. "Oh yes. Right over here sir" the waiter replied. We rushed to our seats. Before I had reached the table, Hugo stood by the table and pulled out my chair for me. I glanced at him. "Thank you darling" I said. "Anything for you my dear" he responded. I whispered "was that sarcasm I hear". Before I could laugh the waiter came back over and asked us "what would you like to drink?". "Any..." I began to say before Hugo interrupted me. "A bottle of champagne please". I thought I should say something after the Italian waiter had left. "Really? There's no need to go all fancy" I said. He looked at me them looked away. I calmly placed my pale hand on the square table. He repeated what I had done but gently put his hand upon mine. "It's a lovely place, isn't it?". "Yes, it's very romantic" he said. "Very!" I agreed. There was a pause in the conversation. "I imagined it to be much bigger" he pronounced. "Yeah so did I, but I think I prefer it to be small. It makes it more authentic". "Do you fancy going somewhere tomorrow?" He asked. "I would love to Hugo, anywhere would do me". "Okay" he said. "So..?" I said. "Oh I can't tell you where we are going darling, that would spoil the fun". "Can you tell me tonight, when we get home?". A massive smile appeared on his face. To be honest I was quite confused why he was smiling but I smiled back. "No...... Emily?" "Yes?" I muttered. "You said home". I clenched my fingers together and gulped. I hadn't even realised i said it. "Well......I meant your home" I said shakily. "It's your home too Emily, you pretty much live there. I would be lost if you didn't". He shouted. "So does this mean your asking me to move in?" I asked. "No!" He said. I sat there really nervously until he said "I'm only joking, I would love for you to come live with me". He leaned across the shinny table and kissed me. "I would be happy to live with you".
The waiter came over with our champagne, and poured it in to the empty glasses. He then pulled out his note pad and pen and asked us "what would you like to eat?". I waited for Hugo to go first because I was to busy admiring Hugo I forgot to look at the delicious menu. I soon figured Hugo had done the same and he kept on looking at me. "Could We have 2 lobster capellini with leek-Tarragon cream sauce please" Hugo said. The waiter drifted away to the kitchen. "Sounds nice, you had it before?" I asked sarcastically. "Nope, as we both couldn't think of anything I looked at the first main meal on the menu and picked it" he said. "I thought you did" I replied. The food didn't arrive till 20 minutes later.
The same waiter came over with the lobster which looked divine! Hugo poured more champagne in both of our glasses whilst the waiter walked away. "Bloody hell!" I said. "Don't think I can eat this much" I continued. "Well, you best try your hardest" we both laughed knowing it was physically impossible. Anyway, we both managed to eat at least half of the piquant food. I pushed the knife and fork together so they were facing towards Hugo. He did the same after a few minutes. "You getting a desert?" Hugo asked. "Don't think I can Hugo. But I'll share one if your offering". "Mays well" he continues. We ended up getting one in the end, a pineapple cheesecake. The cream melted ever so softly in my mouth. It was heaven.
"Did you read the book I gave you yesterday?" He asked. "No because you didn't give me it" I laughed. "Aw yeah! Well, I have it right here. Would you like it?". "Yeah I'll take it and put it in my bag". He passed over the purple laminated book across the table. "Open it" he insisted. There was a tassel dangling from one of the old pages. I guessed that was the page. So I leisurely opened the book. But I saw what it said and dropped the book on the hard table. I didn't know if to smile or to act shocked. "When?!" I shouted. "Tomorrow, at 6am!". "That's why I didn't want to tell you". "Oh Jesus!"
We left the luxurious restaurant. I turned my head around to look at the sign once more, it was beautiful. How could I ever forget this night. I couldn't wait to get home! I couldn't stop jumping in the car. My mouth kept opening to say something but nothing came out. But he knew I was grateful. My hand was tapping on my covered legs. He quickly grabbed my tapping hand and squeezed it. I looked and him a shook my head rapidly. "I can't believe you done that". "We'll have a good time trust me". "Oh I trust you, just can't believe you would do that". " I love you Hugo". He squeezed my hand even tighter "I love you too Emily".
We Arrived home. I ran up stairs and locked my self in the bedroom. Hugo sat on the sofa and put a film on Netflix, it was 'when in Rome'. He opened the cupboard door and grabbed 2 plates and 2 glasses, clinging them against each other. He clutched his hand round the fridge door and opened it. He dragged out melon, strawberries and apples. Then went back in the fridge for the Nutella and fresh orange. As he opens the microwave door and placed the Nutella in and warmed it up, I raced through my wardrobe. Hugo put his feet up on the coffee table and began to eat some of the colourful fruit. I rushed down the brown wooden stairs with my bright peach suit case. "I'm all set for New York City!"
