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As they drove through the city, Jake watched Stacy as she looked out the windows in awe of what she was seeing. It was like she was seeing these things for the first time. “Well, maybe she is,” he thought.

“Tell me Stacy, what’s going through your head right now?” Jake asked.

“I don’t know how to explain it,” I replied. “It’s so busy here and...and it’s like all new to me. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen this before.” To me everything was a new experience and it’s like I’m seeing things for the first time. “Have I been here before? Where am I from? Do I live here in the city?” Too many thoughts were taking over my mind.

I heard Jake chuckle as I got lost in my own mind again and went back to looking out the window. “She’s like a kid in a candy store,” Jake thought to himself.

“This is Chicago...the Windy City and one of the busiest cities in the country,” Jake told her. “If you look over there,” as he pointed to a really tall building to the right of the vehicle, “that is the Sears Tower**, the second tallest building in the US. If you look up, you can see people in the windows up near the top.”

I looked up and did see people standing in what looked like a glass box that stuck out of the building. “Can you see the ground from where they are standing?” I asked.

“Yep, you can look straight down and see the ground below.”

“Oh no, not me. I don’t think I could do that,” I laughed nervously.

Jake laughed as well, “Maybe I’ll take you up there one day.”

I shook my head NO and he laughed again. “He has such a beautiful laugh,” I thought to myself.

We continued driving through the city and he had his driver take us past Wrigley Field and the White Sox Stadium, Soldier Field, the Lincoln Park Zoo, several parks and museums, Michigan Avenue shopping district and finally drove along the lakefront. I couldn’t believe everything this city had to offer and wondered what it would be like to visit everything and even go shopping. But who am I kidding, I can’t afford that and I certainly don’t want to ask Jake, I already owe him too much.

“She is so beautiful and I could watch her all day,” Jake thought while continuing to watch her as she looked at everything. “Maybe one day, I can take her on a private tour of a few places we passed by.”


After a bit of driving, my stomach grumbled giving away how hungry I have become.

“Are you hungry?” Jake asked.

“No, I’m ok,” I answered, but my stomach rumbled again giving away my lie.

Jake laughed and told Dylan to take us to a little café that was nearby. “We’ll stop and eat here and then head back to my place.”

“OK,” I said and blushed a little at my embarrassing moment.

Dylan stopped the car and Jake and I walked into the little café.

“How many?” the hostess asked and looked Jake up and down with a smile on her face.

“Two,” Jake replied, barely looking at her.

“Follow me,” the hostess responded.

“Two?” I asked Jake, “What about Dylan?”

“He eats on his own.” Jake replied.

“Oh,” I replied, “OK.”

We got to the table and Jake pulled out a chair for me and then sat down next to me. We looked over the menus and he told me to get whatever I wanted.

“Hello, my name is Melissa, and I’ll be your waitress,” she looked at Jake with sheep eyes. “Can I start you off with something to drink?”

“I’ll have a Pepsi. Stacy?”

“I’ll just have a glass of water with a lemon, please.”

“I’ll be right back with your drinks,” Melissa walked away swaying her hips.

I chuckled to myself watching her trying to get Jake’s attention, but he never took his eyes off of me. I started to blush again and looked down, when he asked, “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing much. I’m just thinking how much I’ve enjoyed today so far,” I replied. “I wish I knew if I’ve ever seen it before, but…”

“You may have, but I’ve enjoyed sharing the experience with you so far,” he said and smiled at me.

Melissa returned with our drinks at that moment and asked if we were ready to order.

Jake looked at me to order first. “I’ll take a turkey sandwich with chips, please,” I ordered.

“I’ll take the same,” Jake said.

Melissa wrote down the order and walked away still trying to get Jake’s attention and he continued to ignore her.

Over dinner, Jake and I talked about the city and some of his favorite places to go. I asked him about his family, his job and his life before he met me.

“There’s not a lot to tell,” he started. “My father left when I was a kid leaving my mother, me and my younger sister. She eventually remarried but he turned out to be an abusive asshole and I saw to it that he leave and never return. I’ve always been protective of her and my sister and I don’t appreciate men hitting women. They live in the suburbs now and I check in on them from time to time.”

“How old is your sister? Is she in school...or married?” I asked.

“She is 21 and yes, she is a junior in college, majoring in social work. No, she is not married.”

“How old are you?” I asked quietly, realizing I never asked before.

“26,” he replied. “I graduated college early in business and took over my uncle’s company a few years ago. Been working nearly every damn day since to build it up to where it is today.”

“It must be doing well?” I asked, “You seem to have a lot going for you.”

“Yeah, well money isn’t everything, but it sure doesn’t hurt. I do like nice things and don’t have to worry about my future,” he smirked as he responded.

We talked a little bit more, finished eating and asked for the bill. Melissa handed him the check, which he didn’t even look at and handed her his credit card. I happened to notice that she had her phone number written on the back and she sulked away to take care of the bill. After returning his card, he signed the receipt and we left.

As Jake promised, after leaving the café, we headed back to his place and what a place it was!

**Note: I know it’s the Willis Tower, but I grew up with it known as the Sears Tower and always call it that when I drive by.

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