After her shift was over, Mira called her roommate. "I need you to help me with something," she said.
"What's up? Is something wrong with your car? I can come get you. I also have this mechanic friend-"
"Jessie, wait. Nothing's wrong with my car. I think I have a stalker."
"A WHAT?!" Jessie exclaimed. "You have got to be joking, right? I mean, that's crazy!"
Mira was starting to regret calling Jessie. "Hey, listen, I'm driving right now, so I don't want to talk, but I'll see you at the house in a few, okay?"
As she drove the familiar road home, Danton's face echoed clearly in Mira's mind. Dark, clear eyes that seemed to penetrate into Mira's soul were the focal point of his beautiful face. A strong jawbone and sweet lips were accented nicely by high cheekbones and a small amount of facial hair. His wavy dark hair was pulled back into a low pony tail and his pale complexion was the perfect color on his lean, nearly six foot tall body. There was something familiar about him, but Mira was sure she'd never seen him before in her life. Except for that nagging feeling that she knew him. That must be it, he just reminds me of someone I have met before.
Long before her daydream was over, she was pulling into her spot in the driveway, and noticed Jessie's car was gone. That's odd, I was just on the phone with her.
As she turned the handle, she realized the door was unlocked. Puzzled, Mira called out, "Jessie? Jess? Are you here? I pulled up and your car was gone, I thought you might be gone-" Just then, Mira spotted a note on the table:
Mira, just stepped out for a bit. Be back soon. Love ya, Jess
I can't believe she left the front door unlocked! How irresponsible! Mira looked up over the note to find the front door still open from when she came in, and Danton was leaning in it, smiling at her.
"Hello, Mira. I wanted to apologize earlier about frightening you. I really wish we could get to know each other better. May I ask you to join me for dinner this evening?" Danton held out a half dozen roses for her to take.
"I, uh, well," Mira stammered as she tried to think of a good excuse to not go. "I have this, this..."
Danton smiled sweetly. "If you would rather not, I understand," then he turned his deep eyes right into Mira's own and said, "but I would prefer if you gave it an honest try, Mira Geller."
"Uh, um, pick me up at eight?"
Danton smiled and turned on his heel, "Until then."
Mira was still reeling when Jessie returned a few moments later, "Was that your stalker? I wouldn't be complaining if I were you, Mira!"
"I am going out with him tonight. At eight. What am I thinking!!"
Jessie snorted, "You're thinking he's a tall gorgeous man who wants you. Why would you complain?! You said eight, right? It's 5:45 right now. That means we have exactly 2 hours to make you absolutely gorgeous. Get in the shower, you smell like coffee."
Mira let the warm water rush over her as she calmed down. There is something so soothing about taking a hot shower. Mira toweled off, and twisted her hair into a turban to dry. As she was barely putting on her robe, Jessie opened the door. "Jeez, Jess, can't a woman take a shower in peace anymore?"
"Not when that woman is about to go out with the most gorgeous guy her roommate has ever laid eyes on! Now let's get to your closet. Hmm... Not to sexy or revealing, and not to shy. Oh this is perfect!" Jessie yanked the zipper down on the deep purple sleeveless dress and pulled it over Mira's toweled head. As she pulled the zipper up, Mira wondered why Jessie was doing this. "Because. You're my friend, and I want you to be happy. It's been almost three years since Luke, and I think it's time to move on, finally."
"Not dating has nothing to do with Luke or not moving on. It has everything to do with the lack of market out there. Have you seen the male population lately? Not interested. But Danton has a mysterious presence about him. This should be interesting."
For the next hour, Jessie fussed over Mira's hair and face while they talked about Danton. Every excuse Mira made, Jessie knocked down with logic and reason. Then the doorbell rang.
"Oh crap! Is it eight already?" Mira started to get flushed, and Jessie grabbed her shoulders.
"You'll be fine. Sit here, and breathe while I get the door. Come down in a moment when you've had enough air."
"Hello, my name is Danton. Danton Tomkins. Is Mira ready?" Danton's velvet voice carried up the stairs into the bathroom where Mira was.
I could listen to his voice all day, Mira thought. She slowly got up from her seat and walked toward the song that called her.
"Hello, Danton," Mira tried to keep herself steady when she saw him, "just let me grab my bag and we can go."
