Chapter 46

On the corner of 448 Hill St, right in front of the Downtown, Alan waited for Samanta. He looked at his watch and saw it was 7:53 pm. His date would be there any minute. He told her they would be having dinner at the spot they shared so many times before. The Hill Street Pizza. Where Samanta had the pleasure of devouring all sorts of pizza. Her favorite, the Burrata Pizza. He smiled melancholically remembering that time, when they had just started dating and he loved taking her to dinner here. But in reality, his plan, that night, was another.

Samanta always mentioned how she wanted to go to a specific restaurant, one of the most exclusive restaurants in town, and it was on the terrace of that very building. She longed to try those delicious looking dishes, prepared by culinary experts, and delight on exquisite cocktails. However, he never managed to land a reservation at the Perch LA.

That night, he would grant her the evening she had always wanted.

He fixed his waist coat and checked his breath on his right hand. He was extremely nervous. In his left hand he carried a beautiful red rose and he paced back and forth. Suddenly, he stopped and he lost his breath when he saw Samanta come out of a taxi. She was wearing the blue dress he gave her and she looked ravishing. Her brown hair cascading over her shoulders. She was gorgeous. Alan gulped and approached her.

“Sorry, Alan, traffic was terrible” she apologized.

Alan shook his head, trying to snap out of that spontaneous trance he was diving into.

“Don't worry” he said, looking at her with his face like an idiot. “You look stunning.”

Samanta smiled shyly. Alan took her hand and hand her the rose along with a sweet peck on her cheek. Sam could not help closing her eyes, but when she did, Dominik's face came to her mind, haunting her. Unconsciously she wished it was him with her, not Alan.

“Shall we?” He asked.

Samanta nodded and headed over to the entrance of the pizza parlor, but Alan walked in a different direction. She frowned.

“Where are you going?” He asked.

Alan stopped by the entrance to the building and gave the lady a devilish look, extending his hand out to her.

“Come on!” he urged her.

Samanta looked at him in untrustingly. She felt a little confused.

“Where? It's here!” She said pointing her finger towards the Hill Street Pizza.

“We have different plans for tonight” Alan gave her a broad smile and looked up to the top of the Downtown.

Sam followed and put her hands on her mouth, mothering a scream when she realized what he meant.

“Oh my God! Are you serious right now?”

Alan nodded in confirmation.