The candle light dinner was magical and the food was exquisite. A lthough I have never been a fan of continental cuisine, I've always loved our local delicacies , that night my tastebuds pleasurably adapted to the strange dishes let me just hope that my stomach will respect herself.  Elvis lacked culinary skills, he can't be good at everything nah. But he made up for it by inviting a chef from one of the best hotel’s in town to prepare and serve us dinner at his luxurious home; an apartment at the new world trade center building.  The apartment was tasteful and the well crafted interior reeked of sophistication, luxury, masculinity and passion. Omo the blend pressed all my buttons and I relaxed,  who no like enjoyment? The night was  perfect and so was Elvis. His exceptional decorum, brilliant conversations and impressive sense of humor raked in more points for him. 

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Previously  (click to catch up) Hot cake wanted a date with me? Wonders will never cease oh! "Friday evening then?" His voice echoed. My active brain hastily flipped through my schedule; the human brain is indeed wonderful. "Perfect!"  Stop smiling too much; I cautioned myself as I watched him fidgeting with his keys. "Great! Thank you for saying yes. My driver will come for you by 6pm. I don't want you stressing yourself..." He doesn't want me to stress myself? Chai! The guy just scored a thousand points with those words