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Lyon sipped his water as he waited for Claire to arrive. He'd chosen a table a little off to one side of the restaurant that let him see the entrance while still providing an illusion of privacy. The place was nice but not too fancy, coming in somewhere between "family dining" and "snooty." While he could have afforded the latter it was so not his style. For one thing he didn't like getting dressed up, and it was only because he found himself drawn so strongly to Claire that he had made an effort to look as nice as he did. He'd not only put on a brand new pair of jeans but was even wearing a shirt with a collar and a few buttons down the front.
It was that same intense attraction that had caused him to send Claire a bouquet of flowers along with a note stating the time and location of their dinner reservations. He rarely gave a girl flowers, especially on a first date, but when he'd seen them earlier that day he'd felt an overwhelming desire to buy them for her. He just hoped Claire liked them. Not that he was really worried about that - Lyon had never yet met a girl who hadn't liked getting flowers - but for some reason it was really important to him this time.
When a familiar blonde head appeared in the crowd at the front door Lyon figured he'd get his answer soon enough. Putting on his best smile, he waved his arm to get Claire's attention and then motioned her over to the table.
It was that same intense attraction that had caused him to send Claire a bouquet of flowers along with a note stating the time and location of their dinner reservations. He rarely gave a girl flowers, especially on a first date, but when he'd seen them earlier that day he'd felt an overwhelming desire to buy them for her. He just hoped Claire liked them. Not that he was really worried about that - Lyon had never yet met a girl who hadn't liked getting flowers - but for some reason it was really important to him this time.
When a familiar blonde head appeared in the crowd at the front door Lyon figured he'd get his answer soon enough. Putting on his best smile, he waved his arm to get Claire's attention and then motioned her over to the table.