Jim Robbins walked across the brick-paved courtyard towards the fountain, his pinstriped suitcoat flapping in the breeze, his best smile on his face. There she was, sitting calmly on the bench, waiting for him. He told her to dress nicely, that he was taking her out tonight, but the sight that greeted him made his smile even more grand. Here was the beautiful woman whom, if he did it just right tonight, would soon be his fiancee. He strode over to her, confident in his step. "Hi there, stranger," said Jim.
Stephanie Hudson looked up as Jim greeted her, smiling brightly in the afternoon sunshine. God, he looks great in that suit she thought. She noticed the pink tie she had bought him for Christmas around his neck. She smiled wider. "Hi there, handsome man." She stood and modeled her outfit. She planned it just for him - a silver shimmering short pencil skirt and black top - classy yet flirty, just the way he liked. The tall black espadrills completed her ensemble. "Did I do ok?"
"You did more than OK!" said Jim. "You look amazing."
"Well, you said to look my best."
"I never imagined you'd look prettier than ever! I feel underdressed."
"Well, if you'd tell me what's going on, I would have known exactly how you wanted me to dress," she joked.
"Oh no - I told you it was a surprise, and a surprise it shall remain."
"Ok, Mr. Mysterious - lead on."
"Only if I get a kiss."
"Jim," she said, "There are a lot of people around here."
"I know, I know. BUt a guy can try, right?"
"Get us alone and I'll give you a kiss you'll never forget," she winked.
"Well then, right this way," said Jim as he pointed back into the building.
The two walked away, back across the bricks and into the air-conditioned skyscraper. One, happy to be surprised, the other, sweaty palms and a ring in the pocket of his pinstriped suitcoat.
This was a short one, but it was inspired by a pair I saw outside the USX Tower this afternoon, and my hour's up.
Thanks for reading,
The Fat Kid
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