We rode in silence as we headed to our final destination. We rode to some smooth jazz as we stole glances at each other. "Where are we headed?" Bianica asked. I smiled at her and replied, "Its a surprise."

I finally pulled into Rasika West End and valet parked. "How may I help you sir?" The host asked. "Yes, reservations for Cincaid please," I said. "Oh yes your private booth is ready. Just follow me," the host said. We followed behind him and walked into the booth. Once we were settled in, I asked if we could order the most expensive bottle of wine. Our evening was finally under way.

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The evening was going wonderful, we had good food, good drinks, and great conversation. "So what do you do for a living?" Bianica asked. "I'm a marketing executive for Concord Advertising," I said. She nodded her head in approval. "What about you?" I asked. "I'm a public relations maven for a couple of sports teams," she answered. I was impressed; she was beautiful, smart and had her own money.

I was falling harder for this woman than expected. Now was time to get to the real conversation and talk about past relationships. That was always the challenge with dating new people. You never knew what baggage they were bringing along. "You are a beautiful woman, if you don't mind me asking, why are still single?" I asked taking a sip of my wine. I was patiently waiting for her answer.

Come back next week to see what happens