Kisses in the Dark

( I do not own Nightcourt nor any of it's characters, I make no money from the writing of this story.)

 

 

 

"Christ, I must have been utterly insane to choose a brand new place right in the middle of Manhattan on a Friday night."

 

 

Frowning slight, Dan pulled up to the valet stand in front of the restauraunt's entrance, easing out of the drives seat he glanced over the scruffy looking parking attendant and tossed his car keys to the valet, he added over his shoulder..

 

 

"There's a full tank of gas in there, I expect it to stay that way.. Junior."

 

 

 

The young man flushed a deep shade of red as he slipped behind the wheel and headed towards a near by space, nodding his approval the dark haired attorney strode through to the dimly lit bar that adjoined the main dining room, he caught the eye of the hostess, a middle aged woman with a friendly smile.

 

"What'll it be, honey?"

 

"Shot of whiskey.. make it a double."

 

"Coming right up, hun."

 

 

A near by leather barstool made a comfortable seat as he rested his chin against the heel of his palm, watching the entrance for a certain green eyed brunette.. as much as he hated to admit it, he was almost.. dare he say.. nervous? He wanted to impress the young girl, show off his wit.. his intellect.. perhaps his loft later tonight? There was something about her that intrigued him, something besides her ample curves, soft voice, and sharp intellect.. he was so deep in thought he barely registered when his drink arrived, idly wrapping his fingers around the shot glass not bothering to savor the stout liquid as he tossed it back all in one go.

 

 

Meanwhile, Rachel peeked around the edge of the bar's door to scan the smoke filled room for Dan, it was hard to make out faces with the addition of the subdued lights but she finally singled out him out at the end of the bar, smiling softly she looked down at her watch.. exactly nine'o'clock, right on time.

 

"Mr. Fielding?"

 

Ears perked at her utterance of his given name, he greeted her with a slight smile.

 

"Miss. Miller, nice to see you made it.."

 

"Have you been here long, sir? I didn't mean to keep you waiting."

 

"No, just got here actually." he lied, pushing the stool back up to the bar he came to stand beside her allowing his eyes to roam over her for the second time that evening,  until now he had never noticed how very petite she was, barely five feet tall.. it was strangely attractive, just then she playfully tugged at his suit.

 

"Earth to Dan, the waiter wants to show us to the table."

 

Rachel's tone was  teasing as she linked her arm with his as they followed their server towards a table in the middle of the dining room, and then.. he did something she would have never expected, he pulled out her chair, raising a brow as she stared at him openly.

 

"What? I'm not allowed to have manners?"