Chapter 4

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After taking a quick shower I took a second to look in the mirror. My shoulder length chestnut hair was always wavy when it was wet, and I decided to play with the waves a little. I usually pulled my hair up in a pony tail, or bun, but today I decided to leave it down. I took a few extra minutes getting ready, added a little more color to my eyes. I had hazel eyes normally, but when I added certain colors to my lids they became a deeper shade of green. I decided I wanted to bring out all the stops so I even borrowed Celeste's curling iron and added a few curls.

 I left the bathroom, and headed back to find the perfect outfit to impress Nathanial. I had n't been on very many dates lately, and I wasn't sure what to wear. I settled for my favorie jeans, and a hunter green t-shirt. I figured I could look casual and sexy at the same time, I slipped on some black heels and headed to my car.

I drove for about ten minutes and found D'Angelos. It was a cute little place, with lots of charm. The outside had a cute little patio with tables full of umbrellas. The umbrellas where red,green and white stripped, and sat atop glass tables, each with a vase flowing with daisies. I took a few minutes to gather the composer to leave the car. I was really nervous, and I just needed to breath. I glanced at  the clock, and noticed that it was almost 12:30. I was hoping that Nathanial was already there, I hated to sit alone in restaurants. People always stare at you, as if they secretly hope that your date is a no show. I just can't stand the stares of people I don't know.

" Ok Cameron, You can do this." I told myself to boost my nerve. I put my hand on the door handle, and the minute I got out of my car, I felt a familiar pair of silver eyes upon me.

" You look ravishing." Nathanial walked towards me with his beautiful smile melting my heart. He looked amazing. He was wearing dark jeans, with a black dress shirt. His white blond hair was pulled back into a pony tale. His light skin looked so wonderful, a beautiful contrast to the black shirt.

" Yoou look pretty good yourself." I blushed as I couldn't believe the worlds had left my mouth. What in the world was going on with me? Why did I suddenly feel compelled to say whatever thought crossed my mind. I have really got to be more filtered. I don't want him thinking I am one of those brainless girls that have zero personality. I hope for the rest of this lunch I can keep myself focused.

" Shall we?" Nathanial positioned his arm around my waist, and led me inside. His touch was warm, and I liked the way it felt on my skin through my shirt. I could feel my heart speed up, and my breath was rushed. I felt shivers all over my body. I had never felt anything like this in my life, I really liked his touch. I let out a small sigh, and followed closely to Nathanial.

We were seated outside at one of the patio tables, the scent of the kitchen waffting outside reaching my nose. It smelled fantastic. I could almost taste the oregeno on my lips. I love Italian food, so as I looked over the menu it was very hard to decide what to choose. I finally settled on fettucini alfredo with broccoli and shrimp. I couldn't wait to savor every bite.

I looked up from my menu just in time to see Nathanial's beautiful eyes looking at me. I could feel the heat enter my cheeks, and he smiled. His smile was intoxicating. The waitress cam to take our orders, and left us a basket of bread sticks. I picked of up, and broke it in half. After taking a bite, I looked at Nathanial.

" So, tell me a little about yourself." I took another bite a my bread stick.He looked down at the table for a second, he seemed nervous. He glanced at his water glass and picked it up to take a drink.

" Well, what do you want to know?" He was shifting his weight in his chair. He seemed as it he preparing himself for an interrogation.

" What do you do for a living?" I kept a smile on my face so that he knew I was interested. I really wanted to know what it was he did.

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