Lily was surprised by how much she enjoyed the tunes. She was also a bit surprised by how much Wyatt seemed to know about m
usic. Clearly, there was much more than him than she had realized.
“Champagne?” Wyatt raised his eyebrows.
“Yes, please,” Lily said, with a smirk. “Sounds great.”
Wyatt stood up and walked toward the bar. Lily relaxed into the seat and just watched him. She admired the way he moved and the way he looked in that suit. He'd gone the extra mile getting ready. His dark hair was combed perfectly, with a clean part that went down the side of his head. He'd trimmed his facial hair, too, leaving just enough stubble to give him that masculine look that she loved so much.
Seeing how much effort he had already put into this date made Lily feel even better about the whole thing. It made her feel so special. They hadn't even gotten to dinner yet, and Wyatt had already spoiled her more than any other guy had. It was almost too good to be true.
If I'm dreaming right now, I don't want to wake up, she thought.
Wyatt grabbed a towel and then used it to twist the cork out of the champagne bottle. Then he filled up two glasses with the gold-colored liquid, before strolling back toward her. She watched him intently, as though she were attempting to absorb everything about him with just her eyes. She couldn't get enough of him. Her desire for Wyatt was insatiable and this date was already making her want him that much more.
“I've got to say,” Wyatt said, handing one of the glasses to Lily. “That dress you picked out, is stunning. That's the only word I can think of that does it any sort of justice.”
“You really like it?” she asked.
“Yes,” he said bluntly. “First off, that color of blue looks amazing on you. It matches your eyes and makes them even brighter than usual. It's like it was made for you.”
“I thought the same thing,” she said. “As soon as I saw it in the store, I knew that it was the one for me. That's saying something, too, because I was pretty sure I wanted every single dress they had their.”
Wyatt laughed. “Caroline used to say the same thing about that place. It was by far her favorite store. They do have some really nice things in there.”
“Yeah, I'd say so,” Lily said. “I have to admit, I felt a little out of place there, though.”
Wyatt sat down and cocked his head to the side. “How do you mean?”
Lily shrugged. “I don't know. Just seemed a little fancy compared to what I'm used to. I mean, this is definitely the most expensive dress I've ever worn, let alone owned.”
Wyatt lifted his glass and gently clinked it against hers. “Well, here's to experiencing the finer things in life.”
“Here's to that,” Lily said, then took a sip from her glass.
The wine was tasty and smooth. It went down so easily. It wasn't too sweet and wasn't too dry. It was perfect balance of flavor.
The two rode around in the back of the Hummer for a little while, just relaxing and making small talk. After about twenty minutes, Wyatt phoned up front and asked Don to take them to the restaurant.
“Our reservations are in a half an hour,” Wyatt said, glancing at his watch. “We don't want to be late, or they'll cancel on us. This place gets crazy busy, especially on a Friday night.”
“I can imagine,” Lily said, taking down the final swig from her third glass of champagne. “If it's as good as you say it is, I'm sure people line up for it.”
“They fly in the fresh sushi two times a day, just for this restaurant,” he said. “I'm glad you like sushi, because you'll be able to notice just how good this place is. It stands above the rest, and I've eaten sushi from all over the world.”
“I can't wait,” Lily said. “I'm so hungry and also, so excited to have a meal with you that isn't drenched in salt or overcooked.”
Wyatt laughed. “I'm just excited that you agreed to go out with me tonight. I wouldn't even care if the meal was horrible. This is a good night already.”
Lily nodded in agreement. “You know what? You're right. This night is already a win.”
The two gazed an each other for a moment. Lily melted right there in the seat, wondering if she should lean in toward him for a kiss. It seemed like a good time.
Just a kiss, she thought.
Right when she was about to lean toward Wyatt, though, the limo came to a stop. Don's voice came over the speakers.
“We've arrived,” Don said.