If perfection had a face, it would be Tyler Henderson’s.
If perfection had a body, it too, would belong to Tyler.
I saw him, sitting all alone, dressed in all black with a shiny black object, soon to be identified as his cell phone, in his hands.
I know it sounds stupid and childish but I actually screamed a little under my breath when I first saw him.
I had to hand it to Elle; she may have really done it this time.
I stood from a distance to observe him so that when I got up close I wouldn’t be as incoherent.
He had on black shiny shoes, dark washed jeans that were pre washed and had that expensive worn look, a black turtleneck and curly black hair. It was a little long, maybe to his neck, and looked totally natural. His eyes were a dark grey and he had muscles, but only slightly.
I self consciously smoothed my dress and walked over.
He immediately stood up and pulled out my chair for me, “You must be Adylinn?” he inquired.
I blushed, “Yes I am. And you are Tyler?”
“I am so so so sorry I was late. I didn’t realize, and work held me up…”
He politely held up a hand to stop me from going further, “It is quite all right Miss Ady. I trust we will have a fine time right now and forget the past?”
I stared into his eyes, maybe it was because I was all shaken up by his looks and Carol’s confession, but I swore I saw a flash of darkness in his eyes. I blinked quickly and looked at his smile and perfectly white teeth, I mumbled, “Mhm sounds lovely,” and continued to stare.
He chuckled slightly and snapped his fingers. A waitress practically ran over to him. She stood very close to him, smoothed her apron and said, “May I help you?”
He smiled in a way that almost fainted the poor girl, “Why yes you can. I have already ordered, but this lovely lady has not.” He nodded towards me.
Again, I blushed as I ordered the Chicken Parmesan and an iced tea. While we were waiting for our food I decided to attempt to speak, “So, Tyler, what do you do for a living?”
He leaned slightly forward to give me his undivided attention, “My brother and I own a little business,” he said.
“What business? Maybe I’ve heard of it?”
He laughed silently, “No, I’m sure you haven’t. It’s very small and we don’t get much business. We work mainly with the extremely wealthy; we do insurance type work you could say.”
I nodded and he looked at me, “What do you do Adylinn?”
“Me? Oh, I…I’m a real estate agent.”
“I see I see,” he said intently.
I struggled to change the subject, “How did you and your brother start your business?”
“Our father did, when he died it became ours. It’s a nice one; I think you’d like to visit the office sometime,”
“The office?” I asked, because, really, who wants to visit someone’s job?
He smiled, “It’s on the beach, very nice.”
He was a tad arrogant, I noted. But then I mentally slapped myself. He was perfect, I was making up excuses. I had waited too long for a guy, now a decent one comes and I’m criticizing him within the first hour? Get a grip Ady!
“Well then, I’m sure I’d love it,” I gushed.
Our food came and we ate. It was a nice meal and we made small talk as we ate. Only once did his phone vibrate from within his pocket. He reached for it mechanically and glanced at the screen. He held up his index finger to me, indicating me to hold on, and flipped it open.
“Hello?Bryan, how did it go? Any news?” Tyler fired questions at his brother.
I heard a few mumbles and a satisfied laugh from Tyler’s mouth before he said, “Yeah I’m with her now. Well of course she doesn’t!Listen, I got to let you go. I’ll be home later. Bye then.”
He hung up and picked back up his fork. He glanced at me and said, “Bryan called. Standard stuff.”
I nodded nonchalantly. But panic struck me. What did Bryan say to him? What did they say about me?
I hoped he liked me.
Within the next hour his phone rang constantly. He politely ignored most of them. I felt jealous that no one had called me and excused myself to make an “important call”
I called Terri and told her about how perfect Tyler was. Elle was with Bryan tonight so I didn’t want to call her. Terri seemed preoccupied though, probably by ER, her all time favourite drama that I absolutely hated with a passion. I sighed and flipped my phone shut. I slowly walked back to the table and sat back down across from Tyler.
He dropped me off at my home a half hour later. He didn’t kiss me, or try anything. This, I assumed was out of politeness, but I still couldn’t help being a bit upset. He was so beautiful. I wanted to kiss him.
I sighed and walked inside. I collapsed onto my bed, exhausted by the day, and fell asleep.