my summer romance

Take me back

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Dad (Morgan Blue)'s pov

The car ride was silent but not an awkward silence , just the two of us enjoying each other's presence. I kept averting my eyes away from the road to steal glances at her. But she was so oblivious about it and I found that cute.

I know I sound like a hormonal teenage boy . But that's what she does to me .

In less than twenty minutes , I pull up at the restaurant I had managed to book a week ago . I got down from the car rushing to help her open her door but she had gotten out successfully at least I got to shut it and she thanked me.

"Don't mention. Shall we?" I offered an arm to her and for a second I thought she won't accept it but she did, thankfully . That would have been a bad start .

"Morgan and Christina Blue" I said casually as we made our way to the front desk and the lady smiled at me telling me our table was the one at the far end , secluded from others. Perfect.

I thanked her and tipped her before walking towards the table as directed, with Christina following suit. I miss those days we went out on dates.

We made it to the end of the room with just a little heads turned our way, just how I like it and I held her closer to me to point out we were together, thankful she didn't squirm out of my hold. I would have died if that happened.

I held out her sit for her and got into mine afterwards. The table was nicely set, it had a large candleholder in the centre but slightly moved to the side of the table, the plate wares were silver and elegant , the table cloth was of an expensive fabric with little stones around its hem. And a plate of bread and champagne in the middle of the table .

Perfect . I mumbled.

But what I didn't see necessary was the red ropes pinned on little metal things like they have outside a concert hall demarcating the bouncers from the people while asking for tickets.

Was it really necessary? Oh well Christina didn't complain about it so I guess it's fine. Almost immediately, a waiter named Mark , came to us with a silver tray holding appetisers.

Before today, I had also asked them to prepare our favourite dish , we used to eat when we were together and it was also the food we ate on our first date back in college.

We began chatting about random things mostly old memories and I liked that she remembered every single thing. I guess she hasn't forgotten about me yet.

We laughed at the memory of when we went roller skating back in our Sophomore year of college and how we kept falling on our butts but didn't seem to quit. Good times...good times.

Our conversation was cut off when the same Mark the waiter came up to us pushing a cart with our food covered and placed on it . He served us gently and professionally, the way he popped open the champagne looked like he'd been doing it since he was a kid.

In front of us were pasta, boiled corn, meatballs , lobsters and a special paprika sauce the restaurant served vip guests , topped up with two bottles of champagne which I doubt we would consume but I didn't want to seem cheap by getting just one .

I recognise that smile on her face and her eyes lit up as she began to remind me of our first date and how she used to cook this on special Sundays when we had our family members over for dinner.

I smiled. We held hands and said a word of prayer before digging in.

She hummed as she placed the first fork full of pasta in her mouth. How adorable was this woman? I'm so undeserving but I hope to get her back .

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We were done with the main dish and awaited our dessert , which was a surprise to us so we were curious .

Soon, soft music played in the background and the lights dimmed down a little , indicating the live performance from the band at the corner of the room. But I didn't pay attention , the only thing I'm paying attention to is the lady in front of me. The room darkened a little but not enough for me not to make out her face . Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled under the dim yellow lights above our table .

This is the time, I said to myself .

I took in air and exhaled trying to calm myself before I make this bold step. I cleared my throat and began ...

"Christina..." I reached forward to hold her hands and I felt her tense up but I didn't let go , soon after she calm down .

"Christina, I know I haven't had the time to prove to you enough, well at least as much as you deserve, but I'm really sorry about how things ended up between us. I chose work over you and that was the most stupid mistake I've ever made in my life..." I bowed my head in shame .

She was silent , waiting for me to continue as she stared deeply at me.

"Calling and writing to you how sorry I am wasn't enough and I decided to do all this for you" I gestured towards the room and our environment. I continued "I really wanted you to know how sorry I am and how much of a regret I've been leaving in for the past one year. My life has been a mess, the only time I feel joy is when I hear from you and the kids and this summer has been the best thing that has happened to me in the passed year, having you and the kids around...just made me realise even more how much I missed you, us and the family" I paused.

I looked into her eyes to see she had an emotion in them I couldn't register before it was quickly replaced.

"What are you saying , Morgan?" She asked still looking into my eyes.

I went on my knees, making her turn to face me being that I still held unto her hands "take me back, take me back Christina"

*Hiding behind a wall *
I'm sorry I left this chapter at a cliffhanger but come on just trying to build up the anticipation.

𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 !