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she tried as best she could to say that I was so good to her and that she wondered what she had ever done to deserve me. She finally ended by saying that everything had been so wonderful this evening and that she had a bit too much wine and that it was making her emotional as she reached for her purse and dug for a tissue. The waiter said that he was pleased that she thought the evening was wonderful, but that he felt a bit uncomfortable that it brought her to tears and said that if there was anything he could do to cheer her up that she need only ask. "No, no," she said as she dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. "Im just being silly and emotional." He asked a couple times if there was anything he could do.
Finally he said all that he had to offer us then was dessert and coffee. Neither of us drink coffee and Katie was saying that she was too full for dessert. The waiter said that dessert was included with the meal, so perhaps she would like to take something with her. He cleared the table and said that he would be right back with the dessert tray. We had seen a bit of what was available when he had brought it around for the other couple in our room, but when he came back he went through all the options: cheesecakes, tiramisu, chocolate cakes, and such. I suggested that we share one tonight and could take the other home with us. So we finally decided on a slice of irish cream cheesecake to eat and have a slice of chocolate raspberry cheesecake boxed up for us.
The waiter placed the one plate on the table along with a pair of forks and said that he would box the other piece up and put it in the freezer so that it would be good and cold for the trip home. I pushed the plate over a bit so that we could both reach it easily and motioned for Katie to take the first bite. She took a small morsel with her fork and after bringing it to her mouth, closed her eyes as she savored the flavor. The cheesecake was wonderful. A fitting ending to an excellent meal. We at it in silence. Just savoring each bite and the exquisite flavor. With the cheesecake finally finished, we finished the last bit of wine each and sat back, thoroughly satisfied.
After a bit, the waiter returned to ask if there was anything else that he could get us. I responded that I doubted that there was anything on the face of the planet that could have made our evening any better than it was at that point and that I meant that as the sincerest complement that I could come up with at that moment. He gave me a slight bow and said that he was pleased that we had enjoyed
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our evening. He laid the leather wallet on the table with the bill and said that he would return with our dessert. After he left, I looked over the bill. There was a reason that we did not eat here often, but the evening was certainly worth it. I placed my credit card in the wallet and closed it once again. The waiter was back in a moment with a simple white box done up in a Victorian-style bow. He handed it to Katie and deftly picked up the wallet, saying that he would be back in a moment.
By this time we were alone in the room. The other couple had left while we were enjoying our dessert. Softly, I told Katie that I only wished that she could fully know the entire depth of my love for her. She gave me a smile and said that she doubted it could begin to compare to how much I meant to her. Privately, Id argue her on that point, but I just took it as a complement. The waiter returned in a few moments and laid the wallet once again on the table telling us that he hoped that we would return again soon before departing once again.
I retrieved my credit card from the wallet, added in a generous tip for the waiter, and signed the check. Closing the wallet over the paperwork, I asked Katie if she was ready to go. She asked that we sit just awhile longer so that she could just drink it all in, saying that she did not want it to end. We sat for several minutes, just savoring the moment. Her eyes closed after a bit and she sat unmoving. Opening her eyes again with a bit of a start, she said that she guessed we had better get going or she was so content that she was going to fall asleep in her chair.
I stood and helped her from her chair. As we left the room, we ran into the waiter in the hall. Impulsively, Katie wrapped her arms around him and gave him a hug, thanking him for a wonderful evening. It caught him a bit off guard at first, but then he returned the hug warmly. Wishing him a good evening, we continued down the hall to the entry. In the entry hall we found the owner standing there waiting. I recognized him from our previous visits. He was perhaps a decade older than us, tall and thin with a pleasant face. He looked the part of a Victorian gentleman, wearing a smoking jacket and narrow wire rim glasses. He asked us how our evening had been and Katie gushed that it had been simply wonderful. Katie was positively glowing at this point in a way that was almost post-sexual. Im sure that the days activities, her dress, the meal, and the wine had all contributed to her contentment at that point. I could tell that the owner was enjoying the
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