If she let him.
Harmony pulledinto the parking lot for Demeter at six-oh-four.She said she could leave work at five, but of course, that didn’t happen.And she was late for her first date with a man who made her want to arrive early and stay late.
Hopefully he’d give her a second chance.
Harmony raced to the door, realizing as she opened the first one that she’d not only not had time to change, but she hadn’t applied any lipgloss or other makeup, and what she had on that morning was likely long gone.
She sucked at dating.
The second door opened for her from the inside, and Damien smiled at her.“Hi.”
“I’m so sorry I’m late,” Harmony said.“I tried to leave on time.I really did.But?—”
“It’s okay.I promise.I understand.I’m assuming the work you do is important, and even more significant, it’s important to you.”
“It… yeah.”
“Then it only makes sense it would keep you focused.I can handle waiting for you.”
She paused, feeling a rush of desire for him.It wasn’t fair that he was so attractive, intelligent, and kind.He was the whole package.
And he wanted her.
“Are you ready to be seated?”
Harmony nodded.
He walked to the hostess station with her and gave his name.The hostess looked at the chart on the podium and told the woman next to her where to lead them.
Damien let Harmony walk ahead of him as they wove through the maze of tables.When the hostess reached the table, Damien stepped behind a chair and pulled it out for Harmony.
She sat, looking up at him with thanks.His hand trailed across her back, sending shivers through her entire body.
Damien took the seat next to her instead of across from her at the table for four.
The hostess handed them menus and cleared the other two place settings, leaving them to the menus while they waited for their server.
“Have you ever been here?”Damien asked.
Harmony shook her head.The Greek restaurant was one she’d heard great things about, but she’d never been.“I’ve wanted to, though.”
“A friend introduced me to Greek food, and I’ve been a fan ever since.”
“Is that code for an old girlfriend?”Harmony asked before she could stop herself.
Damien laughed.“No, actually.But if you want to know about my past relationships, I’m happy to tell you.”
Harmony shook her head.“No.I shouldn’t have said that.”
“Harmony, you can say anything to me.”
“Can I?I mean, we really don’t know each other.”
“Then let’s change that.Where are you from?”
The server came over before she could answer.Damien asked if she wanted wine with their meal and ordered a bottle when she agreed.They both asked for water, and the server said he’d be back.
“I’m from here,” Harmony said.“Born and raised in Niagara Falls.”
