11
Emeliano's pov
"Perfect. Damn, if Diego wasn't hella fast in proposing, I would have taken a sample out of you." Piper smirked as she helped fixed my tie.
"You know I'm standing here right? I'm not too far, just few feet away." Diego said, eyeing Piper and I.
"Chill." The corner of my lips kicked up in a half smile. "Where's this date? I'm curious." I said, checking my watch, it was almost an hour to this dinner meeting.
"She'll be here soon." Diego said. A taxi pulled up at the entrance of Piper's apartment, where we were all standing. "Speak of the devil, and she shall appear."
My eyes were focused on the taxi guy who pulled the door open for my would be date, she stepped out with her phone to her ears. She was slender, curves in all the right places, her hair was really long, it's ginger color was more enhanced with the beautiful Street lights, her red gown reached down her feet, enhancing her sexy height. She screamed sophisticated!!!
"Lord of-" Piper spoke in awe. "Where did you find this- this."
"I think Angel is the right word." I chipped in for Piper.
"Right right." Piper said, swallowing as the supposed Angel walked up to us.
Her Wonderful British accent did more to her unique look as she spoke.
"No, rock her three times and put- no- yes, three times-- I'm on a job Joe- did you feed her the bottle of- yes- stop interrupting- you know what? I'll call you back- yes- no- yes again Joe, three times- okay- bye." She hanged up, and immediately, a smile pulled at her lips...
"Good evening." I greeted, extending my hands for a shake.
"Why, are you a gentle man." She returned the handshake. "I'm Jane, Jane Filly."
"Emeliano, Emeliano Alfredo."
"Alfredo? Really?" She asked.
"Unfortunately, yes."
"You must have a wild appetite." She grinned. "I'll just stick with Eme- em- pronounce it again."
"Emeliano. As in. Eh-me-lee-ah-no."
"I'll stick with the last five words for now... Liano- more like Piano." She laughed. "I'm sorry. Liano."
I found myself chuckling, something I hadn't done for days- weeks.
She turned to Diego. "Hey DD!"
"Jane." He said, embracing her in a quick hug.
Turning to Piper, she smiled. "You must be the infamous Piper Roadster. Heard a lot about you... A lot."
"Oh, I hope they're all good lots..."
"Oh, trust me when I say... TMI." She whispered her last words to Piper.
Without much waste of time, Piper sent a glare over to Diego's direction.
"So... my job is to-"
"Make his ex girlfriend jealous." Diego piped up.
"What? Wait a minute- who would want to leave someone as- sexy as this man beauty?" She eyed me from head to toe.
"A very crazy woman." Piper said.
Jane all but smiled. "Well, Liano... Are you ready to make this crazy woman really crazy?"
"I guess."
A smile pulled at her lips. "Then let's get this acting into action."
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"You don't say!" I exclaimed, laughing my head out, as I took a turn into another block. "You're definitely lying aren't you Jane?"
"I'm not! I swear-" she laughed too. "It was the most embarrassing moments of my life. I wished I was in that movie- drag me to hell- I wanted the ground to just- open up and swallow me."
"Ha! God, you are so hilarious. I can't even- wait- what did Joe do?"
"Joe? He denied ever knowing me... It was really horrible. But funny too."
"Hell yeah." I said, pulling up at the venue. I got out from the car, walking over to Jane's side to open the door, but the door flew open as she let herself out.
"Sorry, I see no reason why you should open the door for me... I still gat hands ya know." she joked.
"You're different."
"I know." She smiled. "Still nervous?" She asked.
I was still nervous, but her little story made me loosen up a bit, I met her like what? Thirty minutes ago and it felt like I'd known her forever.
"Kind of... Tell me something else." I said.
"Hmm... Okay, I love reading too... Have you read supernatural by Carver Edlund?"
"Supernatural? Like the series?"
Her eyes widened. "OMG, tell me you've seen the series."
"I have, Piper made me watch close to what? 12 seasons?"
"Ahhhhh." She squealed. "That is like my favorite series of all time, at least when you minus, The originals, Lucifer and uh- so many other series."
"Really?"
"Yeah duh!!! Okay okay... Tell you what."
"What?"
We started making our way to the entrance. "There was this one time I got so obsessed with the series that I rented a 1967 Chevrolet Impala. Exactly like Dean Winchester's... I got fake badges and well fitted suits and all and then I drove to an unknown house... Knocked, and when the owner finally opened, I flashed my fake badge and I was like. 'Afternoon, I'm Detective Girl Beyonce from the FBI, there has been a disturbing call from your neighbor, says she heard a scream. Have you noticed anything weird, like- flickering lights or the smell of sulphur? And maybe some cold spots around the house?'"
I bursted out laughing, I was pretty sure my face was all red. "What? First of all, Girl Beyonce? What kind of a name is that?"
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