"A drink first, I think?" He looked for Helen's agreement and having received her nod, drove silently to a pub about half a mile up the road."What can...I get you?" He asked her, steering her to a quiet table away fro the bar."White wine, please."He came back with a bottle of good white wine and two glasses and poured the drinks. "It's a bit early yet, there is rarely any action where we are going until after dark, so we've got time to chat for a bit, if you'd like?" Sure, but you sound as if you. I said I don’t know..I don’t know what I am feeling. She understood what I meant. There was a strange silence for almost 5 minutes and we both came a little closer. Then I said, hey Shravani, Please don’t mind, but your shirt buttons are open. She screamed and battened them. She thanked me for letting her know. Then the conversation that followed led to the most memorable event of my life.Shravani: Rahul, why did you not tell me till now that my shirt buttons were open?I: I am Sorry. I thought. Fatima couldn't breathe. He was absolutely gorgeous, and when he smiled, it took her breath away. It must have been a full minute before she realized that this gorgeous stranger was talking to her. His voice was deep and full, but became husky with lust as he almost whispered, "Lets get rid of this headscarf so we can see what's hiding underneath."He reached up and slowly undid her headscarf, letting it cascade around her shoulders. Her bangs suddenly fell forward framing her face and he smiled. I soon pulled up at the address on the paper; I expected to see a car with the hazard lights on with its bonnet up but no nothing. Where were they? I became worried perhaps something had happened to them. I checked the paper but the address was correct. Perhaps it had started and they had continued on their way? Surely they would have called me first? Just then my phone rang; the name on the screen was 'Pete' "Danni where are you?" I asked concerned"Don't sound so worried I'm fine just get.