My Brettonio stories

Date Night

Antonio and Sylvie were on a date night at a restaurant. Usually for date night, they either stayed at his apartment or they go to Molly's, but he wanted tonight to be special. Just cause she deserved it.

Sylvie smiled as she took a sip of her wine. "You know, I would have been happier to just order in and watch movies with you all night."

Antonio nodded his head. "Like they said, the woman that never asks for much, deserves everything." He winked at her but then his expression turned serious. "But seriously, you deserve it. I just wish we could go out every night."

Sylvie shook her head, smiling at him. "Honestly it doesn't matter where we're at, as long as we're together, I'm happy." She confessed as she looked around the restaurant. "But this place is really beautiful." She complimented.

Antonio smiled at her and he nodded his head, agreeing with her. "Just not as beautiful as you." He said, looking at her.

She was looking beautiful tonight with her blue dress that showed off her curves but it was also still classy. He was wearing a suit.

She smiled as she shook her head. "If you were any other guy, I would think you are up to something."

Antonio looked at her with a confused expression. "Like what?"

Sylvie laughed as she picked up her glass again and took a sip. She was about to say something when the waiter came over to them. She was telling him her order when she noticed that he couldn't stop staring at her....weirdly. But she figured it was just in her head. After Antonio ordered, the waiter left and she took a deep breath.

Antonio noticed her discomfort and he leaned over, grabbing her hand. "Baby, are you okay?" He asked in a concerned tone.

She laughed, feeling silly. "Yeah, it was nothing. Guy was just looking at me weird. It was probably nothing."

He looked over at the guy at the other table and he shrugged his shoulders. "Do you know him from anywhere?"

Sylvie looked over at the guy and then she turned her head back to Antonio. "No, I don't think so. I mean, I save people's lives on a daily basis, it could be that."

Antonio nodded his head as he let go of her hand. Usually he was on top of these things, but he wasn't going to let Sylvie out of his sight since she was uncomfortable.

"If you want to leave and go somewhere else, we can. I don't want our night to be ruined."

Sylvie smiled at her sweet loving boyfriend. "Hey, no one can ruin our night. This is our night."

Antonio smiled and he nodded his head. He decided maybe changing the subject would eased her mind. "So, what are you doing for Christmas?" He asked her.

Sylvie thought about it for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders. "Since I don't live near my family, I usually just spend it picking up another shift if I don't to work it already." She confessed.

Antonio shook his head, amused. "You really love your job, don't you?" He laughed. "Why don't you take a few days off and visit your family?" He questioned.

Sylvie shook her head. "We aren't very close. They were mad that I chose to move to Chicago. They told me that I was making a huge mistake. I asked them to see where I was coming from and that I needed a new start but they didn't understand." She said in a sad voice but then she gave him a small smile. She knew how family orientated Antonio was.

Antonio nodded his head. "Kind of works out for me anyway." He smiled softly at her. "Me and Laura splits the holiday. She has them in the morning and in the evening I get them. So, do you want to spend Christmas with us?"

Sylvie looked at him as she bit down on her bottom lip. "I mean—I would love to. But are you sure they won't mind?"

Antonio laughed as he picked up her hand and pressed a soft kiss to the back of her hand. "Of course not. My kids aren't little kids, Sylvie. And besides, they adore you." He felt lucky that the first woman he allowed his kids to meet, they liked her from the start.

Sylvie looked up as the waiter came back over with their plates, which this time Antonio took notice of the look he gave Sylvie. The guy wouldn't even look at Antonio, which made him angry. Obviously by the looks of it, anyone could tell they were on a date. After a few seconds, Antonio couldn't take it any longer.

"Um. Excuse me? Do we have a problem here?" He asked. The guy finally turned his eyes to Antonio and shook his head.

"No problem here." He said and Antonio thought that would be the end of that but he should have known better.

"Just wondering if this is a date or you know—-a—" he said looking between Sylvie and Antonio. "Just making sure I don't need to involve the cops."

At that statement, Antonio laughed. And Sylvie could tell by that laugh, it wasn't a good laugh. More like 'run for your life' kind of laugh. She placed her hand on Antonio, shaking her head.

But of course it didn't take the hint and he let go of her hand. "I got this baby." He stood up, looking at the waiter. "First off, do you need the involve the cops? I don't think so...because you see—" He said lifting up his shirt, revealing a badge and a gun. "I am a detective, and have been for years. You call the cops and they show up, they will laugh. Second, does this woman look like a prostitute? I would certainly say we look like we're on a date because we're in a relationship. Is it because of my age, huh?" He said, letting his anger consumed him at this moment.

Sylvie could tell that the waiter was getting nervous, so he just shook his head. But Antonio wasn't allowing that to be all he did.

Antonio walked over to Sylvie and he placed his hands on her shoulders. "Now apologize to her. Because I will have you know, she's a paramedic and the best one I ever saw. Now if it was me, and I saw you needing my help, I would walk away laughing. But this beautiful woman wouldn't." He said.

The waiter saw how serious Antonio was and he nodded his head. "I'm sorry." He said as he turned to walked away but Antonio stopped him.

"Um, not so fast. I want to speak to your manager or whoever is in charge tonight." He said in an authorize tone. Sylvie just sat there shaking her head, amused. He nodded his head and he walked away.

"I should just go over there and knock him on his ass for lying." He said as he lifted his hands from her shoulders and walked over to his chair and sat down again.

Sylvie looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Lying? About what?" She questioned.

Antonio laughed. "I'm a detective, Sylvie. I seen plenty of Johns and Prostitutes having dinner and trust me, it looks nothing like we're doing. Their foots are always touching, and you can tell from a mile away that it's just a cover up dinner. He knew we were on a date, and he wanted to know in a subtle way what possessed you to date an older man." He said, shaking his head.

Sylvie was amused as she took a sip of her wine. "Good detective work there." She said with a twinkle in her eye.

Before he could say anything, the manager walked over to him asking him what the problem was. After showing him his badge and telling him what the waiter accused them of doing, the manager apologized profusely and said that the meal would be free for the trouble. He smiled softly at Sylvie when they walked away.

"Ask my girlfriend why she's with me in that kind of way, damn right we're getting a free meal." He laughed and he shrugged his shoulders.

Sylvie looked at him and she smiled suspiciously at him. "Admit it, Antonio Dawson, you were jealous." She said as she picked up her fork and started eating.

Antonio laughed. "Like you wouldn't have been." He said, neither denying or agreeing with her.

Sylvie swallowed her food and she nodded her head. "I would have been. But unlike you, I'm not a cop. I don't know how to threaten people without actually threatening them." She pointed out with a laugh.

After a few minutes, Antonio pushed his food to the side and Sylvie looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Let's get out of here." He announced and they both stood up, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder.