Diving In: Book Two

9

*Flashback six months before Nia's pregnancy*

October 2010

8pm

I did my hair up in spiral curls and left half down

but with a bun on top. Slipping into the lace bra and

panties after I lotioned my skin. I would wear a

black Versace dress with black and gold heels.

Gold stud earrings and gold bangles on my wrist.

Yes, tonight would be a very important night.. I spritzed

on my favorite perfume and slipped into my heels

before gathering my keys and the all black clutch I

would carry tonight.

I arrived at the restaurant by a quarter to eight,

right on time. Valet took my keys and gave me my

ticket before I went inside. It was a nice, intimate

place that served tapas and alcohol of course.

"Reservation?" The maitre de asked as I approach the podium.

"Yes, reservation for Ackerman." I smiled a smile, just waiting to be lead to the table.

"Hmm, ah there it is! Ackerman, party of two. Right this way." He put his arm out and lead me in the right direction.

The ambience was set with low lights and candles. The

restaurant had a beautiful second level, reserved for

high rollers, of course. We reached a table tucked into a

quiet corner where Caleb stood and hugged me.

Mm he smells so good, I thought to myself. The waiter immediately excused himself.

"I'm glad to see you could make it, an old man was getting restless." He said before kissing my forehead.

This was a business dinner but kissing my forehead like

that was making my panties moist.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world, I know what this means to you. And for the millionth time, you are not an old man!" I whisper yelled the last part, kissing his cheek before he pulled out my chair for me to sit.

"Not an old man, huh? You're too kind, Nia. Would you like a bottle of wine to start?" He was so bent on feeling old, but truthfully he was so fit and so fine for his age. I'm twenty-three years old, if I wasn't interested he'd definitely already know.

"That sounds fine to me, I'm not a wine buff so tonight I'll follow your lead, sir. I can order my own food though, I'm a big girl." I looked up from the menu and cracked up laughing.

"Really Caleb?" A pair of reading glasses sat on the tip of his nose.

"Hmm? Just browsing over the menu, looking for something fit for my old man's diet." He winked at me over the glasses.

"Whatever man, you're just so silly. Sexy and silly." I winked back.

The waiter returned with a bottle of Rasado and took