“You look incredible,” he said into my ear.
I blushed at his words as he scooted me closer to the table.
“I hope you didn’t have trouble finding the place?” Graham asked.
“Thanks to GPS, I don’t have trouble finding most places,” I said with a grin.
“Technology can be a helpful thing,” he said. “And I meant what I said.”
“About what?”
“You look incredible tonight.”
“Thanks. You fill out a suit quite nicely as well.”
“Is that a new dress?” he asked.
I felt the color drain from my face as he reached for his glass of wine.
“I,
um. Well, I didn’t really have anything-”
“It’s not a bad thing. I know what new clothes look like on people. It’s a stunning dress on you. I’m honored you wanted to go out and buy something new for our night out.”
“I just… didn’t have anything to wear.”
“My tie is new, if that makes you feel better,” he said with a grin.
“Oh, yeah. Because that evens out the entirely new outfit I just got called out on.”
“Why do you feel that’s a bad thing?”
“Because it insinuates I wasn’t prepared for something like this because stuff like this never happens to me.”
“No it doesn’t,” he said.
“Then what does it insinuate?” I asked.
“That you wanted to look your best and you didn’t think anything in your closet did that. Happens to all of us. I bought a suit the other day for that very purpose.”
“Another one of your tailored numbers?”
“No use in wearing a suit if it isn’t tailored to the man’s frame. It simply looks like window curtains if it’s off the machine.”
“Window curtains,” I said.
“Mhm. I’ve always been of the belief that any man, no matter what size or age, should always have two tailored suits in his closet for any occasion. He can have as many button-down shirts and ties in all the colors he wants, but the pants and the coat should be tailored to his body.”
“Got any interesting theories on women’s clothing?” I asked.
“Always make sure they match the carpet on the floor,” he said with a grin.
I felt my cheeks heat up as I shook my head. I felt like I was getting a glimpse of the real Graham, but it was all very topical. Fashion and sexual innuendos and stolen glances at the table we were sitting. It was nothing like the conversations we’d had over our phones, and I tried not to seem too disappointed.
“Something on your mind?” Graham asked.
“I thought you said you didn’t do stuff like this,” I said.