1. Meeting James Chapter Six, Part One


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    this place was going to be success, but I obviously underestimated the degree,” James said jokingly. Just then Mike turned to look at me which changed the course of their conversation. “And just who is this lovely young woman,” Mike said, smiling at me. “Mike, this is Melanie,” James said, introducing us. We both simultaneously extended our hands and I felt Mike shake mine warmly. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Melanie,” he said, as his eyes locked on mine. “It’s very nice to meet you too Mike,” I said, smiling brightly at him. “I hope both of you are hungry,” Mike said, as he released my hand and turned back to James. “If you’ll follow me I’ll show you to your table.” I noticed the look of disgust on a few of the people’s faces who were waiting, as we cut the line and walked into the restaurant, my heels clicking on the beautiful brown ceramic tiles. The pub had a modern, yet rustic look. The walls were mainly brick, broken up by wood columns and the ceiling had large wooden planks giving it a bucolic, unfinished look which added to the chic, modern charm of the restaurant. Mike sat us at our table and then told James that if there was anything that he needed, to just ask for him. I looked at James and smiled at him across the table. “You didn’t really think we were going to wait in that line did you?” he said sardonically, returning my smile. “Of course not,” I said, as he reached out across the table and took my hand affectionately. I looked around, surveying the packed ...
    restaurant. It was a very young crowd that looked to be mostly college-aged kids who were probably a mix of locals and tourists I thought. There was an amazing vibe to the place, the restaurant felt fresh and hip, exactly how the article I read described it. Because it was a younger crowd of people my age, I felt very comfortable, and the majority of the women were dressed like me wearing short, sexy evening-wear style dresses, so I didn’t stand out the way I did in James’ restaurant in Summerlin last month. I surmised that the majority of the patrons in this restaurant were eating dinner and getting a few drinks before they headed out to the clubs and bars on the strip. After the waitress took our order, James asked, “So what do you think of the place?” “I really like it, and Mike was very nice,” I said enthusiastically. “He’s a good guy, I met him when I was in college, and he’s done very well for himself. He has two other restaurants here in Las Vegas, and another in San Diego,” James said, as he intently surveyed our surroundings. “I get the feeling this isn’t a purely social evening out,” I said smiling. James returned my smile, “No it isn’t,” he said, matter-of-factly. “My business partner and I are going to open a Gastropub in West Hollywood and Mike’s is so successful, I wanted to see this place for myself so I could size it up and maybe get a few ideas.” “I didn’t know you had a business partner,” I said, sipping my wine. “I own all of my restaurants except the two that ...
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