"Are you sure?" Dominic asked him, still worry about him.
"Yeah, sure. Our usual place?" Matthew asked him for confirmation.
"Of course. You want me to pick you up later at your house?" Dominic was a bit relieved when he knew that Matthew has changed bit by bit, little by little, day by day and it was such a good progression.
"No, I'll be driving on my own." He told him. After Dominic told him the time, they hang up. Matthew put on his tie and his light grey jacket over his light blue shirt, grabbed his briefcase and walked out from the room.
He took his keys from inside the glass bowl before closing and locked the door behind him. He punched in the security code of the alarm. The gray Range Rover caught his attention and he threw his briefcase onto the back seat of the car. He opened the front door of the car and put the key into the ignition hole. He took a deep breath before his feet pushed the pedal down and he drove out from the garage.
Half an hour later he arrived at his meeting place with Dominic. He looked around the find the blond man but no result. He looked at his watch on his left wrist and surprisingly, he was 10 minutes early than he was supposed to be here.
He got out from his car and entered into this lovely, beautiful, serene, quite fancy restaurant with not so many customers, just like the way it was before and Matthew always loved it that way.
He took the seat by the window and a cute waitress approached him.
"Good morning, sir. My name is Aline and I'm your waitress for today. What would you like to order today? " The girl asked with a big smile on her face.
"I'm actually waiting for my friend but can I have a coffee please?" He replied to her politely, forcing a smile on his lips.
"Of course. Your drink will be served in just a few minutes."
This place held a specific place in his heart. This is actually the exact same place he had his first date with Harry.
It was the day after Harry said 'Yes' to be his boyfriend.
As he waited for Dominic to come, he traveled down to his memory lane.
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"Good evening, sir. Welcome to our restaurant. Table for two?" One of the workers asked Matthew as soon as he stepped inside this romantic-looking, fancy, elegant restaurant with Harry by his side.
Harry was silenced all the way from his house to here. Not that he didn't like what Matthew did, more to he was surprised by what Matthew has done. He would never have thought that he finally able to be with the man that he liked for two years and right now, he's taking him dinner in this restaurant, just like his type. He couldn't stop looking around at the interior design of the restaurant.
"Yes, please" Matthew's voice snapped him from his thought.
"Okay. Isabelle, your waitress, will show you to your table."
A girl with petite body, hair pulled into a ponytail, dressed in typical waitress uniform, plain white blouse, a gray vest over it, a black knee-length pencil skirt, and red bow tie, approached them.
"My name is Isabelle. I'll lead you to your table. Follow me." Matthew and Harry followed her to a quite secluded area, their table next to a glass wall. They could see the night lifestyle, the busy road, people walking by the sidewalk, cars everywhere, the colorful lights shining down the road, quite a peaceful view outside.
