Thread: The Renaissance Encounter

I lived only a couple towns away from the Renaissance Hotel, having a conversation with one of my girlfriends earlier in the day about splurging a little money and coming to the hotel for dinner. Thankfully I had agreed to the suggestion, finding no harm in it and soon enough I had found myself having quite a pleasant and relaxed time out with my friend. Once arriving at the hotel for dinner, we had taken our seats and began to settle into the nice setting around us. Within a few minutes, our waitress had taken our drink orders and meal orders, before walking off and coming back with two salads and a bread basket. I had reached forward and grabbed a piece of bread, my gaze starting to once again travel around the scenery around me, eventually my gaze dropping and meeting with a pair of dark, captivating eyes. At first, I broke my gaze away in an instant a light blush forming on my cheeks from the very short interaction. My head and gaze turned back to my friend, a small, light laugh soon escaping past my lips at something she had just said. I dropped my slice of bread to the salad plate before me, my right hand soon lifting up and sliding back a few strands of my hair behind my ear. Within another minute, I started to become curious and slowly turned my head again my gaze soon enough meeting with those dark eyes once more. My gaze had stayed upon his for a bit longer this time, a smile soon enough curving on my lips. Soon enough, my gaze broke away again and glanced towards my friend who sat across from me. Having fun? I spoke out to her, seeing as her forked moved across her plate, creating some sort of salad-like art. She had only nodded her head to me, as she seemed rather focused on playing with her food rather than eating it. After another moment or two, I lifted my head once more, the smile still curved on my lips as I had turned my head and once again met with those eyes. I had felt like a silent conversation had started between the two of us, and then began to wonder if he was feeling the same as I was. I soon felt the urge to leave the restaurant with this stranger, instead of with her friend, continuing to want those captivating eyes on my body, wanting to feel his arms moving around my waist and feeling his hands caressing at my back as we would soon meet for our first kiss. My gaze broke away from his a third time, my head shaking slightly at the thought that had just occurred. I had picked my bread back up from my plate, and began to tear away at pieces of the crust. After another minute, a saw a figure pass by me recognizing the man who passed in the corner of my vision. My head had turned just slightly as I watched him retreat to the bathroom. My gaze made a trail back to his original table, realizing he couldve taken a much easier route to the bathroom then he did. After another minute or so, I noticed him coming back out of the bathroom and idling by the entrance. I had turned her head once more to my friend, muttering a quick. Excuse me Before pushing back on my chair, then standing and beginning to walk towards the bathroom. In an instant, our shoulders had bumped together as he had taken the same route back to his table. I heard him speak an apology, but I just shook my head, saying it was alright. I felt his hand touch my own, my gaze to look down towards him though I couldnt break away from those eyes of his. Only as he once again began to walk back to his table, did I notice a card in my hand. Not wanting to look at it in the middle of the restaurant, I walked the rest of the distance to the bathroom and stepped inside the ladies room. My eyes glanced down at the card, and turned it over to see a number scribbled on the back. I felt the blush return to my cheeks, as I recognized the number as a room number. Soon, I slid the card into my skirt pocket, before turning around and stepping back out of the bathroom and walking back to where my friend sat. My gaze couldnt help but look towards his table, previous thoughts of him starting to enter my mind as I reached the table with my friend.