Tonight it's Fate

Part Three

David thanked the hostess as he sat down at the open table for two, self consciously fixing his hair again before he unrolled the cloth napkin and spread it over his knee. The text he'd gotten earlier from Anicee had been brief, but made it perfectly clear that he'd know for sure the person who was coming to have dinner with him. The text had sent a rush through him and he'd had to take the feeling and meditate on it.

He was ready for the new adventure, and he was ready to have more than two dates with someone. He was eager to start sharing his life with someone who might be on the same path that he was. So much had changed for him the last few years, and he knew that the journey wasn't over yet; if anything it was really only beginning. The only thing for him to make that adventure and journey better would be having someone by his side and sharing it with him. He didn't think it was too much to ask the universe for, but it was startling that it seemed to be happening so quickly.

Three weeks had passed since the random night at the bar, and Ani's text to him on Monday, asking if he'd be free on Wednesday for a date had been a surprise. He'd immediately said yes because one, his schedule was clear anyway, and two, if the universe was going to give him an opportunity then he was going to take it.

And that's how he'd ended up at one of the most popular restaurants in Old Town, glancing toward the door and trying to keep himself composed. It didn't matter that he'd performed in front of crowds of thirty thousand people in Europe, or played to a sold out crowd in the city's hockey arena, because clearly the wait to meet the woman Ani had set him up with was going to do him in.

He took a drink of water and wiped his hands on the napkin, glancing to the bar and back toward the kitchen, wondering if the famous chef was actually working that night. When he looked back to the front door his breath stalled in his lungs and a knowing smile crept onto his face. He certainly did know the woman who had just walked in, her gaze intense as she searched for the person she was meeting. He stayed still, knowing their eyes would connect in a moment, and steeled himself for the challenge that lie ahead, because she definitely wouldn't be an easy one to win over.

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Louna brushed her hair over her shoulder and glanced down the street, waiting for the cross signal to light. She'd taken the Metro to Old Town because she knew parking would be hard to come by, even on a Wednesday night. It seemed with the popularity of some restaurants there, notably the one she was going to, that there was a lack of parking so she always ended up walking as much as if she'd taken the Metro in the first place. There was also no way that she was riding her motorcycle in a skirt and heels. She hoped she wouldn't be overdressed for the occasion, but she'd find out soon enough.

She turned up the block after crossing the street and could see a cluster of people outside the popular restaurant. She wondered if her date was waiting for a table, but the thought waned as her eye caught on a moto parked right in front of the place. It was a vintage model of a familiar brand, probably a relic from the 70s, but it had clearly been given some recent love and work. The design was modest and the leather looked newly polished and oiled. However, she couldn't dismiss the thought that she vaguely recognized it; she'd seen this same bike somewhere before, but couldn't quite pinpoint it. She tore her eyes away from the motorcycle and headed inside, smoothing down her skirt and ruffling her hair before she stepped to the hostess' stand.

As she swept her eyes over the restaurant she looked for anyone who seemed to be waiting for someone, and she suddenly realized it was strange that she hadn't felt nervous or anxious about the date. Had she already written it off that nothing would come of it? Or was she actually at peace that something might finally work out? Was the weird guided meditation she was doing really letting her put her guard down and open up to the new experiences? It seemed like things had sort of been going right lately and maybe that's why she wasn't apprehensive about this set-up.