CHAPTER SIX

❣️STAY WITH ME❣️

Crystal found a red sleeveless dress that clung to all her curves when she wore it.

"I still got it" she giggled as she turned to look at different angles of her body through the full-length mirror in her bedroom.

Then she got the high heels she had never put on. She was going to put the damn shoes and show Jason the stuff she was made of. Even as she thought about it, a tiny smile played on her lips.

A FEW HOURS LATER

A lady walked into the Rasta-Pasta renowned restaurant immediately after the clock struck 7:30 PM sharp.

All heads turned towards the door as everyone wondered if the lady standing there was a statue, goddess, or a human being. She had the right curves in the right places. Her jet-black hair fell across her shoulders, down to her waist.

Her face wore just the barest makeup and yet she looked like an angel who had descended from the sky.

Her legs looked flawless she walked in with grace. It didn't look like she was walking, it was more like she floated across the room till she spotted an empty table at the far end of the room.

Jason sat in another corner, mouth hanging open.

"What the hell am I seeing?" He asked himself severally as he wiped his eyes repeatedly.

He didn't know the lady who walked in was Crystal. He'd have sworn. When everyone turned to stare, he'd turned as well.

He thought the girl was beautiful and he smiled and looked away... She walked with such fluidity like Crystal.

Crystal!

She had her back to him but he caught a whiff of her perfume as she walked past his table. He was damn right! It was Crystal!

When did she purchase a such seductive dress and why did she wear such a dress to a public place?!

He should have listened to her instead of daring her. Now, he had to pay. The game was on.

After downing his glass of water, he got up and walked to her table.

She looked up from the menu she held in her long, slim fingers and smiled at him.

Such an angelic face. Her smile melted his heart and made him turn mute that for a moment, just a few seconds, he was lost.

"Hello. Can I help you?" She asked, still smiling.

"Yes. I mean no. Uhm, hi" he smiled awkwardly and offered his hand for a handshake.

"I'm Jason. Jason Michaels"

"Oh. I'm Crystal Adams. Nice to meet you" she took his hand in a firm shake, like a real businesswoman. A no-nonsense lady.

"I love your name. I love jewels and you look like one"

"Mr. Michaels, are you a collector then?" 

"No. Are you expecting someone? Can I have a seat?"

"I am expecting someone. But yes, you can have a seat" she smiled and gestured to the empty chair opposite her.

He sat. They sat for a while.

"So tell me about yourself Miss Adams" he picked up the menu and pretended to go through it. Meanwhile, his mind was trying to stay in the act, his brain was yelling for him to drop the act and scream.

"You tell me about yourself Mr. Michaels" she smiled sweetly, again.

"Please call me Jason. Everyone does"

"Jason" she repeated and ran her tongue over her lips.

Just then, the waiter came to them.

"May I take your order please?"

"Sure". Jason smiled at the waiter and turned to Crystal, "what do you care for?" He asked.

"I'll have the chicken Bryan" she replied and handed the menu back to the waiter.

"And you sir?" He asked, turning to Jason.

"I'll have what she's having. And a bottle of Martinelli please"

"What do you like about the chicken Bryan?" He asked after the waiter had left.

She laughed gaily, in a way that brought more light into her eyes.

"I don't like it. I love it! Who doesn't?! The sun-dried tomatoes, melty goat cheese, the grilled chicken—" she closed her eyes and moaned.

"Do you cook?" He asked

"No I don't" she replied, "but sometimes I dabble a little" her smile never wavered.

"I love it too. Especially the grilled chicken. We do have a lot in common, don't we miss Adams?"

"Call me Crystal please," she said, placing her hand gently on his which was on the table, and giving it a light squeeze. She had a soft palm and she felt his body vibrate under her touch. She laughed and leaped inwardly.