Twisted Bonds

Chapter 70: Date With Elijah

Emma's POV

I walked downstairs and towards the entrance of the mansion. I saw Elijah already there, waiting for me.

His head turned towards me as I walked down the stairs. A soft smile lit up his face when he saw me.

I couldn't help but smile back at him. He was wearing an expensive looking black suit with a white undershirt and black tie. Like always, he looked handsome.

Once I made my way up to him, he spoke up. "You look absolutely beautiful, elskan."

Blushing from the compliment, I replied. "Thank you. You look quite handsome yourself."

Elijah offered me his arm before leading me out to his car. We drove for a good half hour before stopping outside of an astonishingly beautiful restaurant.

We walked in and the inside looked just as beautiful as the outside did. It was obviously a very high class place that was most likely run by a very well respected chef.

Once we were settled in our seats, a waiter walked up to us with menus in hand. He handed the menus to us while introducing himself. "Welcome to Trummer's Restaurant! My name is Oliver and I will be waiting on you tonight. What can I get you to drink? We have a wide variety of wine listed on the back of the menu."

Thankfully, Elijah took care of ordering our drinks. I knew nothing about wine. I wasn't even legally allowed to drink yet.

The waiter didn't even ask for my ID, which I found a bit strange. Most of the time, if you looked young enough, the person serving you would ask for an ID. If you were caught serving someone underage, you and your place of employment would get fined, maybe even shut down. So, seeing a waiter at a high class place not even asking to see my ID after ordering some wine somewhat baffled me.

I assumed that this place didn't get many younger couples making reservations here. That, and I must look a bit older than I actually am.

Quickly brushing off any other lingering thoughts, I turned my full attention to the menu in front of me. There were a few things on the menu I didn't know how to pronounce. After looking for a few minutes I managed to find something that I both liked and knew how to say.

As if the universe was guiding the waiter, he came back with a bottle of our chosen wine and poured it into our wine glasses. "There you go! Are you two ready to order?" he asked.

Elijah took a quick look at me in silent question. I gave him a quick nod to signify I knew what I wanted. "Yes, we are."

"Alright, let's start with you, sir. What would you like?" the waiter asked.

"I would like the cioppino, please." Elijah told him.

I would have gotten that if I knew how to confidently pronounce it.

"Okay, and for you, ma'am?" he asked.

Wow, I've never been called ma'am before. It makes me feel old. "Um, could I have the seared rockfish?"

"Of course! I'll be back soon with your orders." the waiter said before walking away with our order.

Once the waiter was out of earshot, Elijah and I fell into quiet conversations. While we were talking, I tried the red wine Elijah ordered for us. I had never had wine before, so I decided to take a small sip, just to see if I would like it.

Elijah knew me so well. It tasted like strawberries. I loved strawberries. So this is what strawberry wine tasted like. I'd have to ask Elijah what type this was so that we could have it again at some point.