A Million Way's To Love You™ (On The Line) ♥ Book 4✔️

♡Chapter 8♡

*Marilyn's Point Of View *

I can't believe I'm doing this.  I could never imagine myself doing this. I mean I have never been anyone else but Michael. That's what I'm afraid of. Every time over the past year, I find myself comparing thing's to Michael. I just want to get over that. I just don't know how. I take in a deep breath before climbing out of my car. Channing wanted to have dinner in a new restaurant built downtown. I think it it is interesting, though I kind of hate trying new thing's. But I know I need to suck it up. I fix my cocktail dress and flatten my hair a bit. I slowly slide off my wedding ring. Alright you can do this! I smile and stroll in. The restaurant is really nice inside.  It's like Applebees;  But ten times better. It looks like your regular dine in place; with more fancy. If that makes sense. I scan the restaurant for Channing. I spot him in the far corner of the restaurant. I do a breath check before heading over to him. I'm nervous.  Very nervous. I feel like a school girl meeting a cute guy in the hallway.  Silly,  I know. When I finally approach him, he instantly stands up and greets me with a small smile. "Hey Marilyn, Y-you look beautiful", I look away slightly.  I haven't been told that in awhile. "Thank-you", I said softly. His smile widens. "The pleasure is all mine", He says sitting down. I mirror him. I can't help but stare at him. He has a gorgeous smile. Apparently I wasn't being descreet with my staring because he gives me an uneasy smile. "Uhh is there something wrong Marilyn?", I shake my head. "No no, there isn't. I-I was just staring at your teeth", Shit! Did that just slip out?! I gasp and cover my mouth. He let's out a small chuckle. I look away shamefully at his amusement. "Awe come on don't feel bad, I find it cute that you tell the truth when you're nervous", I raise a brow in question. "How do you know I'm nervous ", I asked through a covered mouth. I slowly remove my hand from my mouth. He licks his lips. "For one you're stuttering,  And two you can barely look me in the eyes. I want to see those pretty brown eye's of yours, please? ", I slowly look up trying to resist cheesing hard. I haven't cheesed this hard since Michael asked me to marry him. There I go thinking about Michael again, "What's wrong Marilyn? ", I shake my head. "Nothing I was just thinking ", He reaches his hand out for mine. I slowly take it. "I know I just met you earlier but I can tell something is bothering you, Mind telling me it might make you feel better ", I sigh. "I don't want to bother you with my problems...", I whispered. He caresses my hand with his thumb. "Try me", He said with that perfect lazy smile of his. I take in a deep breath. "Well I separated from my husband of 16 years a. year ago, I haven't dated since, So this is new to me. Michael was my first everything. I know it's sad bu-", "No it's not crazy. Not at all to be married to someone for that long he must've been special... 16 years.. ", He whistles. "He cheated..twice or probably more times then that..", I said softly. "How could he cheat on someone so gorgeous as you I mean from being around you this long I can tell you are a good sweet person, sweet, sexy and evidently smart. ", I don't respond. I don't know if he is telling the truth or just telling me thing's I long to hear. "You don't believe me do you?", He said retracting hand. "I don't know Channing, I just met you...", He smiles and shakes his head. "Marilyn do you believe in love at first sight? ", I furrow my eyebrows. "Channing where are you getting at?", "Marilyn this is crazy, super crazy but I want to correct his wrongs. I don't want to move fast. But I want to correct all the hurt, and pain you suffered over the past year I want to make thing's right.", I sigh.  "Channing how can you say this you barely know me, or anything about me", He chuckles again.  "Your friend is very detailed and a little threatening", I laugh. "That's my Yuli", He nods. "So can I do that Marilyn? ", I bite my lip to stop from cheesing. "We'll see Mr. Tatum ", He laughs. Once our laughter died he calls for a waiter...

To Be Continued...