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I strode confidently over to the table where everyone was sitting, only too aware of the fact that I was gathering glances from around the restaurant. I smiled looking around and saw that the only seat left was next to him.
''I hope you don't mind sitting next to Max,'' Leo said with a smirk on his face. He had planned this, I knew it. I made a little reminder in my head that I had to bring it up with him later, although I knew he'd flat out deny it.
''No, not at all,'' I said as I walked round to the other side of the table and took my seat in between Max and another unfamiliar face. I assumed he was a player by the way he was dressed, with the tell tale penguins hat sitting backwards on his head.
The waitress came and took our orders a little to quickly for my liking, she made double, no triple glances at Max and as she began to walk away I saw her turn in our direction. ''Hi, Max.'' she said in one of those sweet little voices that always made my ears burn.
''Hey - Cindy right?'' A little grin spread across his feature which I noted gave him two little dimples on either cheek. I'd always loved dimples.
''Carla,'' She replied still smiling. I got the feeling of the nature of their relationship. A one-nighter maybe? Just one date? I wasn't quite sure but I sensed a bit of tension coming from Max.
Dinner came and we all made the usual small talk. I was ravenous and quickly ate up anything that was put in front me, in the most graceful way of course. By the time dessert had come and gone I was sure I had put on at least 4 pounds, I silently laughed as I thought about how much four pounds in the fashion world, there would probably be an article at some point questioning whether I was pregnant? That was one of the down sides to fame.
We ordered some more drinks and as people began to become a little tipsy, the mood lightened and jokes started pouring from mouths. I sipped on my martini, carefully stealing glances of Max whenever I could. He was cute, maybe even hot. I was engrossed in conversation with the man sitting next to me on my left side, whom I'd figured out was named Kris. He, like Max also had an accent- French? I thought. We had started talking about cars, something that had always been a passion of mine when I felt a hand on my knee, I stayed very still. It crept up my leg until it reached the hem of my dress and then I stopped and pulled at my dress. I jumped up.
''Yes, well I think I need a drink,'' I said a little giggly and realized who ridiculous it sounded when I already had a perfectly good martini in front of me.
I walked over to the bar and ordered my drink and the barman began talking to me. Which to be quite honest started making me feel uncomfortable when I decided he in fact hitting on me. He wasn't pretty, know what I mean? Was this really the type of man I was attracting these days?
''I get off in 10 minutes, fancy going for a walk?'' He winked at me and I felt a little freaked out by him.
''Hey babe, I think it's time we get going.'' I felt an arm slide around my waist and I looked to my right and saw Max standing beside me. The barman had swiftly wiped the smirk off of his face and was now glancing nervously at me. ''Yeah,'' I said, making sure I followed his lead.
We walked out to his car and somehow managed to by pass the photographer's that were waiting at the side thinking we would try to use the side door. I sat a little speechless in the passenger's seat. ''I over heard your conversation back there, figured you needed some help getting out of that,'' He laughed nervously. ''Yeah, he was a bit of a creep,'' I whispered, unsure of what to say. He drove me back to my hotel and stopped outside, I wondered what to do but he made the move for me, kissing me tenderly on the cheek and I hopped silently out of the car. I made it to the lobby when I heard my phone.
''Breakfast tomorrow?''
