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Click hereSarah, who was dressed in a red silk mid-calf creation (and yes, there are some redheads who are so beautiful that they can get away with dressing in red!), was also having a wonderful time. She was worried that she might feel out of place; but in fact she knew a number of people at the dinner from Bistro Parisian, who all came by and spent time talking with her.
Mark and Tony, of course were dressed in tuxedos, which Sarah thought made them both so handsome. When she told them, Mark smiled, showing his dimples. Tony actually winked at her, but then he looked over at his wife, Fabiola, who gave him a mild 'stink eye', which Mark whispered in her ear, meant 'I kill or maim you later.' Tony shrugged his shoulders, as he and Fabiola walked off together arm-in-arm, laughing.
Finally the announcement was made to please take your seats. At his special reserved table, Mark sat with Luci in the chair to his left, and Sarah in the place of honor to his right. Tony and his wife Fabiola, and several other friends filled out the remaining places.
After everyone had found his or her seats, Mark started the show, tapping his spoon on a glass until he had everyone's attention.
"My dear friends and colleagues; I want to thank you all for joining us tonight to celebrate our first Valentines Day at Trattoria Veni Vidi. I cannot tell you how much I've appreciated your encouragement and support over the years, and this is my way of saying 'Thank you' to all of you." Then he raised his glass of Prosecco and toasted his guests.
As Mark sat, Tony stood up before the room could get noisy again.
"Ladies, an'a Gentlemen; I would'a like to propose another'a toast as'a well'a: To my'a boss, Chef Marko, an'a to his'a ex'a girlfrien', Sarah, who'a now is'a d' new again girlfrien'," and with that he raised his glass, "To Amore!"
And the restaurant filled with the sound, as the guests repeated the toast:
"To Amore!"
Would it surprise anyone to find out that they lived happily ever after?
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Dear Readers: Although this is a romance story, and part of it takes place on Valentine's Day, it is NOT part of the contest. It is just for your reading pleasure!
- COMMENTS
Anonymous4 months agoThe snake in the grass that gets in the wife/gf's ears and she is, as they always are, blind to the obvious bullshit they feed them. Honestly if I were a woman I'd be somewhat offended at how easy women are made to seem to gullible and converted into sluts (most stories that have the serpent end up like that) with some bullshit lines and obvious seduction approaches. Pretty sad really. I wonder how long until Sarah falls victim to the next one. If a woman can fall for it once, they can certainly fall for it again, if the circumstances are right.
Evidently those degrees don't count for shit when it comes to seeing the obvious ploys of womanizing assholes. Too bad. There should be mandatory classes on Spotting Bullshitters. And if she can't put 2 and 2 together to equate Mark Flore to the obviously similar Italian version of it, I begin to wonder if she's intelligent at all. There was also that moment where she saw Mark and Luci and instead of talking to him asking what's going on - like a normal person would - she makes an assumption, overreacts and does a runner.
pjpb5 months agoVery nice fairy tale
Fairy tales have their own realities so I will not raise any real life scenario issue about the story
franceman10 months agoA beautiful, gentle story. Thank you.
It was like being carried along by a gentle river current.
On the other hand, you almost killed me by serving pizza as a special at an upscale restaurant.
I'm not in any way denigrating pizza, which I love, and some of it is simply fabulous, but not in a Michelin-starred restaurant.
