Table For Two Novels & Stories

Estella’s POV "Welcome to Blendon Mall, have the nicest time here." She says in her sweet feminine voice. "Thanks!" We replied. We walk into the closest available table with three seats. There are lots of tables here, each with a different number of seats. There is one, two, three and even tables that have up to eight seats around for those large families or groups that would come patronizing. The waiter walks across the spacious room to us, he takes a slight bow. Are all just so nice here?

Soon as Bo’s eyes met with hers, she slowly faced forward. Long tables were full of all kinds of edible stuff. Plenty of food and drinks that would satisfy every guest and still have leftovers. Ates brothers and their family sat at each extreme of the table. Only notable guests were at their table. There were ten lengthy tables in the room for guests. It was mildly noisy. Guests made rackets as they chatted and savored the fun the night brought. They often clinked their glass with a spoon to make a sudden toast. It was a table of many, some discussed separately.

The table was decorated with fine crystal glasses, and silverware, showcasing the opulence of the family. As they enjoyed their meal, Megan and Luke sat next to each other, engaged in lively conversation. Lukes and Megan's connection was growing stronger with each passing day. On the other side of the table, Mr. and Mrs. Danvers shared tender glances, grateful for their second chance at life.

Possessive but gentle. As they walked inside, her eyes took in the luxurious surroundings. Crystal chandeliers glowed from above, intricate carpets adorned the floor, and opulent furniture filled every corner. The high-end hotel was draped in a soft, dim light, illuminating a table for two next to a huge glass window. The dinner table was spread with a white cloth and the cutlery was a silver alloy. Two wine glasses were placed in the middle of the table right next to the candle. And as he said, there wasn't another soul in sight. It's just the two of them.

After a slight cough he finds his words and offers me his arm to take and walk next to him. A short walk later we arrive at an exceptionally large dining room, a long vintage style table with big roomy chairs is placed bang on in the middle. I am sure this Table is perfect for big Parties as it will easily seat a small pack around it. Some food is already served on it and it looks mouth-watering, it’s worse now that I remember I haven’t eaten in a few days. My tummy rumbles at the sheer sight.

“Please, sit with me.” I gulped down in nervousness as my heart was thumping against my ribcage like crazy. Hesitant for a second, I finally followed him near the massive dining table. The table was loaded with delicious foods like roast chicken, herbed bread, glazed vegetables but was set only for two. I settled down, keeping my body from trembling, my hesitant eyes flicking to the empty chairs. “So there’s no one else except us?” I asked, keeping my voice calm.

" The staff said. "No, they cannot. I'll pay for those two seats." Zachary said. I bit my lips and looked at Aries and his companion, embarrassed. "Zachary, can you just let them join us? This table is big for the two of us. There's no available table for them." I whispered. He throws me a glare but doesn't utter a word. "You can join us," I said, smiling.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the strap of her bag. She did not know what was on the inside cover of this one. Her pulse picked up anyway. The restaurant was ahead now. Warm light in the window. The door. He held the door open. She went in. The table was in the back corner. Small. The kind that is meant for two people and not a third. A candle in the center already burning. The menu was short. She chose without looking at it for long. The waiter took both orders and left. Just the two of them.

Tina smiled, "You two are so cute. Anyways, I've arranged a special table for you two. Let me take you guys there before Theodore and I go say Hello to the other guests." Tina ushered Stanlaur to their table. A table for two and then she ordered the servers to serve them whatever they wanted. Despite the fact that they were in the midst of a little over 58 people, Stanley and Lauren felt as if they were in their own world. With soft music playing in the background, people on their tables either eating or making conversations with their partners and some people in different parts of the hall, on their feet, engaging in conversations, Stanley and Lauren were in

She says in her sweet feminine voice. "Thanks!" We reply. We walk in to the closest available table with three seats. There are lots of tables here, each with a different number of seats. There is one, two, three and even tables that have up to eight seats around for those large families or groups that would come patronizing. The waiter walks across the spacious room to us, he takes a slight bow. Are all just so nice here? "Good evening ladies," he hands in the menu. "Please, what do you prefer?" We gaze at each other, peering into the large menu. What should we even go with? All the delicacies here are equally mouth-watering.