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We're sitting in front of each other.

Glasses of whine in our hands as we toast for her.

She smiles and I smile back.

I can't believe I'm finally here with her.

We talk and we laugh.

We just have a great time together.

Until we see that it's really late.

The waiters are already organizing the restaurant to close.

I pay the bill and she protests against it.

I drive her home.

She invites me inside.

But I don't accept it.

I had such a great time.

I don't want to let this turn into an one night stand kind of thing.

So I gather some courage and just kiss her upon the cheek.

"Have a good night"

"You too. Don't forget to call me, Gucci guy. I'm looking forward to see you again."

"What did you just call me?"

She giggles.

"Every time I see you, you're wearing Gucci."

"You're too, Gucci Queen"

And with that, I leave with a big grin upon my face.

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