Stary Nights| Juan Toscano-Anderson (Unfinished Draft)





Y/N sat in the comfortable lounge chair. Soft jazz music played in the lounge. She sipped her espresso martini trying to shake the nerves. The white table cloth grazed her exposed knees. Patrons chatted around the lounge while others sat at the bar.

Y/N could see the entrance strageically placing herself away from the big window. She was near the kitchen smelling the medium well steak and light pastries. The darkness of the sky matched her dark nude mini dress. Her curls bounced lightly as she scanned the room again.

She checked her phone. Sighing when she saw no messages. The waitress came over holding a few menus.

"Just you today honey?" The older woman asked with a silky smooth voice.

"Um, I'm still waiting for someone. Can you come back in a few minutes?" Y/N asked blushing once she saw the woman's face.

The waitress raised her eyebrow, "Alright sweetie. He better show up, you look too pretty to be alone."

Y/N watched as she walked away. She tapped her foot pulling out her phone. It pinged signailing a text message. Y/N smiled opening his name.

I'll be there in a few...

She replied and locked her phone. Y/N settled into the seat feeling a bit at ease. She looked on to the jazz band playing for the audience further up. The soft but dark light created a semi-dark space sheileding many guest from harsh florescent light.

Twenty minutes passed before Y/N ordered some food. She picked at her plate pulling out her phone once more. He had left her on read. Rolling her teary eyes she decided to enjoy her lonely dinner. A masculine hand hooked onto the chair in front of her. His deep voice cascaded down her spine.

"Is it okay if I join you?"

Y/N looked up from her plate to reveal the most gorgeous man she'd ever seen. She didn't know what to say. She cleared her throat, "Sure."

He smiled before sitting down. Juan unbottoned his blazer and positioned himself towards the stage. Y/N was no longer interested in her half eaten meal. She was more than happy to get to know the stranger in front of her.

"The band is great." The mystery man spoke flashing her another smile.

Y/N could smell his cologne from how close he sat to her, "Yeah, I come here often. You visiting or?"

He turned to speak in her ear, "Nah. I'm Juan though. I already know who you are."

Y/N was stunned. He had his hand placed out to shake hers. Returning the gesture she softly gave him her hand. Her breath hitched when he lifted her hand to give it a quick kiss. He let go and Y/N finally snapped back to reality.

"Right. Nice to meet you, Juan. I don't know what to say." Y/N felt shy all of a sudden.

He laughed, "Don't be nervous. I see you come in twice a month with that bum ass nigga of yours. Guess he didn't show up today so I had to make my move."

Y/N leaned back into her seat, "So you're a stalker?"

Juan shook his head, "No. I'm here everyday."

"Why?"

Juan played with his tie, "Because I'm the owner."

"So you came over here for what?"

Juan looked ahead to the stage, "I wanted to ask you on a date, an official one of course."


authors note:
This has been in the drafts forever!

Sorry for mistakes y'all!

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