Off the Record

2. Dinner for Two

I am sorry that the story is quite fast-phased. I am sticking with short stories for now since I still have school works to finish. I hope you understand. Hope you like this chapter. Don't forget to like or comment if you like the chapter. =)

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Lisa picks her up at eight o'clock sharp in the most ludicrously expensive sports car she's ever seen. She's surprised but pleased when Lisa hops out to open the door for her. She's dressed in a tailored suit, dark jacket and pants, light pink button-up, white bow tie. Light classical is playing through the speakers. The leather is so supple Jennie melts into it.

"Where are we headed?" Jennie asks.

"Back to mine, if that's alright. I've got something in the oven."

"Don't you have a personal chef?" Jennie laughs.

"I do. But he's off for the night. Plus, this could add some spice to your article," Lisa says with a smile, pulling into her private garage.

"Right, the article," Jennie chuckles, Lisa offering her hand to help her out.

They take the elevator up to the top, and Lisa swipes her keycard and holds the door open for Jennie.

"So... this is a nice place," Jennie says as Lisa takes her jacket. She's wearing a classic little black dress and black stilettos.

"Thank you," Lisa chuckles. She takes her jacket off, rolls up her sleeves. Adding an apron, she sets to work in the kitchen. She pours them both a glass of expensive French wine.

"Cheers," Jennie says as they clink glasses.

"To what, Miss Kim?"

"To you, Lisa."

After they fall into easy conversation, Jennie asking about Lisa's career and personal life, Lisa asking Jennie about herself in turn. Jennie learns that Lisa likes to play chess and has a charity for LA LGBTQ college scholarships. Lisa learns Jennie is a party girl, is in a sorority, and that she has a collection of snapbacks. A true frat boy in a woman's shapely body.

Dinner is served, and Jennie moans into her first bite of spinach and mushroom lasagna. Lisa grins at her over her glass of wine.

"You're a good cook," Jennie says as she moves in for a second bite.

"I had a girlfriend who was a head chef at a fancy restaurant. She taught me a lot. Plus, the Food Network."

"You seem like quite the lady killer, Miss Manoban," Jennie rasps. The wine is starting to hit her.

"Some might think that. There's only one lady I'm after now."

"And she is?"

"I think you know who it is," Lisa says coolly. And Jennie does know.

The meal ends, and Jennie helps clean up. It's terribly domestic, she thinks, as she dries while Lisa washes. She feels comfortable though, laughing freely and touching more than necessary.

"Shall I drive you home Miss Kim?" Lisa says as they finish up.

"Call me Jennie, and yes. That would be lovely."

The drive is quiet, and Jennie spends most of it staring at Lisa. She dares to rest her hand on top of Lisa's on the gear stick and gets a wide smile in return.

When they pull up to Jennie's shabby apartment, it's raining lightly. Lisa pops her umbrella and holds Jennie's hand as she hops over puddles.

Due to the size of the umbrella, they're standing rather close.

"Thank you for a wonderful evening, Lisa," Jennie says as she stares into soulful grey-blue eyes. She catches the sign of hope there and clings to it.

"Thank you for your enjoyable company, Jennie. I'd love to see you again."

Jennie giggles a bit, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

"Maybe you will," Jennie whispers, and with that, she leans in to press a kiss onto high cheekbones.

The door closes behind her, and Jennie watches Lisa stand there grinning for several seconds. She looks absolutely enamoured. Jennie would be lying if she said she didn't feel the same.