"It's so good to get out, just the two of
us." Stephanie slowly sat down at the table. She carefully
looked through the dessert list, noticing both German Chocolate Cake and New
York Cheesecake on the menu. They were her two favorites and she knew that
she'd have a difficult time deciding.
"Well, since Sara had to run off to meet
Dane, I figured this would give us a chance to spend some mother/daughter time
together." Annabelle glanced over and saw Stephanie's potential
choices and gave a disappointed look. "Stephanie, dear, how about
some angel food cake with fresh fruit? A lady can't eat whatever she feels
like and maintain a figure that's appealing to men." Stephanie
clinched her teeth and slid the menu across the table. She knew that this
so-called "mother/daughter time" would certainly result in a lecture
on landing just the right husband.
Annabelle flagged down a waiter. "Yes,
we'll have two pieces of angel food cake with fresh strawberries."
She waved him away just as she saw Douglas walking in the door.
"Douglas! What in the world are you doing here?"
"Hello, Annabelle," he said as he
walked over to the table.
"Douglas, I'm sure you remember my daughter,
"W-why yes." He extended his hand
to her and she smiled warmly in response. "Stephanie, you grow more
and more beautiful every day."
"Oh, Mr. Davis," she giggled as she ran
her fingers through her hair. "You are always so uplifting to a
"I think we can skip the formalities.
Just call me Douglas." He wasn't just being nice. Douglas
always thought that Stephanie was one of the most beautiful young women in
Albanyville. There was something about her spirit and energy that he'd
always found appealing.
"And I might say you're looking as handsome
as ever." Stephanie smiled coyly at him and she instinctively
corrected her posture. Always put your best assets forward as
Annabelle would say.
"Stephanie, I hope it wouldn't be to
forward..." He paused for a moment to look in Annabelle's direction.
"Well...I hope it wouldn't be to forward to ask if maybe you'd do me the
honor of accompanying me to a movie sometime?"
"I'm so flattered." Stephanie's
hand flew up to her chest in surprise. "With so much going on this
time of year, I can't make any promises right now, but we'll see."
Annabelle struggled to conceal a slight grin. Stephanie had become quite a
master at being coquettish.
"Then that's all I can ask for. Well,
I really have to get going. I only stopped in for a quick snack. Grace is out with some friends this evening and I worked over at the office, so
I'm having a late dinner."
"It was so good to see you,
Douglas," Annabelle said as she held out her hand to him. After
he had left, Annabelle turned to her daughter with a slight grin on her
face. "Now, Stephanie, darling, you have just proven exactly what
kind of masterful flirt that you are."
"Momma, I don't have the slightest idea what
you're talking about. Douglas is a very nice man and I was just
"Well, why can't you be that polite to Reginald?" Annabelle put both her hands on the table and leaned
across to her daughter. "What do I have to do to convince you that
you deserve a man like him and what he can do for you a lot more than that
Jillian Stokes girl?" Stephanie lowered her head and caught a glimpse
of her reflection in the table's brass center piece. She could be every
bit as glamorous as Jillian and she was way more determined to get what she
"I told you I'd do it!" Stephanie
suddenly snapped before regaining her composure. She paused and inhaled
deeply. "Set up the meeting. Landing Reginald Callison has just
moved to the top of my to-do list."