Around 4:30 I decided it was time get ready for dinner. I was nervous about everything from embarrassing myself in front of Michael to not wearing the right outfit for dinner. I decide to wear jeans with a nice short sleeved shirt and sandals. I dabbed on a little make up and brushed my hair down. After one last look I got ready to go. I was really too nervous to eat.

Storm was in the hallway coming towards me when I stepped out. She said "I was just coming to get you"

I lied and told her I lost track of time. Then I followed her to the dining room.

Michael wasn't there yet and I was kind of relieved because I thought dinner would be something simple but this was set up like a holiday dinner. There were candles, covered dishes, wine, and soft music playing. Storm showed me to my seat and poured me a glass wine. There was only one other place setting so I knew this dinner was only for me and Michael.

I sipped the wine and waited patiently. I never drank before so I knew to take it easy.

Michael came in a few minutes later and apologized for being a little late. Again he looked nervous but smiled at me and said "Let's eat!"

The dishes were uncovered and Storm asked me what I wanted on my plate. I told her I would make my own plate but Michael spoke up. "you're a guest and Storm has been hired to wait on you hand and foot"

How can I argue with Michael? Storm put a little of everything on my plate. There was fried chicken, collard greens, black eyed peas with rice, and corn bread. Soul food.

After the plates were placed in front of us Michael dismissed all the staff. I got a little more nervous.

I concentrated on eating without making a fool of myself. Michael was the first to speak to ask if I was enjoying the meal. I took a quick sip of wine then said "It's wonderful, thank you"

He raised his wine and said "A toast to this new adventure. I hope everything goes as planned"

We tapped glasses and I took another sip. Michael smiled and said "You don't drink much, do you?"

I shook my head and said "No. This is actually my first time drinking anything"

A surprised look came across his face before he asked "Well what do you do for fun?"

I let out a small laugh and answered truthfully. "Study, maybe go shopping with friends but nothing like partying."

"What about with a boyfriend?"

Now I feel like I lived like a caged bird. "I dated here and there but nothing serious. No one lasted longer than a couple of months."

He took that information in and a frown crossed his face before a worried look. He cleared his throat and spoke very softly, "I don't know any other way to ask this so I'm just going to ask the only way I can think of at the moment,"

That got my attention and then he blushed a little. "Does this mean you're a virgin?"

"Yes." I answered quickly. I am really embarrassed now. I couldn't look into his eyes so I took a gulp of my wine.

He sat back then just looked at me. God this man is so beautiful but he is also scaring me because he looks like he is in a deep thought and I can't tell if that is good or bad. I decided to ask if something was wrong.

He said "I was wondering how that will work out during the birth. I don't want take anything special from you."

I never thought about that. Did this mean the deal would be over? I think he saw the panic run through me because he reached over and grabbed my hand. Electricity ran through me the minute he touched me. I blushed.

He said "Don't worry we will get over this bump. But right now I want to know more about you."

For the next hour maybe longer I talked about myself and Michael listened very closely. We laughed, drank more wine, and eventually talked about everything I knew about him. I was a big fan of his for as long as I could remember.

When dinner was over he stood and said "Dr. Jacobs will be here in the morning at nine for the first meeting and exam. I believe it's time to part ways for the night."

I nodded and stood up. Then I felt dizzy and grabbed the table to get my balance. Michael just laughed and that turned me into a giggle box. He reached out and took my hand. Together we walked to the stairs well I stumbled to the stairs.

Michael stopped at the stairs and took in the fact that me walking up the stairs was going to be a long process. He bent down, put an arm around my back, one under my knees, and lifted me up. My world spun. I layed my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arms around his neck. He tensed a little but began to walk up the stairs. He smelled so good and his long curly hair was so soft. I resisted the urge to run my fingers through his hair.

At the top of the stairs he put me back on my feet but continued to hold me close. Right then Storm made her appearance and told him she would take over. He walked me to my room and stopped at the opened door.

I said "Thank you for dinner. It was lovely."

He nodded and said "Thank you for joining me." He turned to Storm and instructed her to make sure I was in bed before she left me for the night. And with that he said goodnight to me then left.

Storm made sure I was in the bed comfortable with the tv on before she also told me goodnight. That's the last thing I remember about that night.