Don’t Let Me Let You Go

07: Here’s To A Better Night

“You know, if you don’t want to go, you really don’t have to” Pilar reasoned as she watched Viola prepare herself for the date she and Iker had arranged. It had surprised Pilar, after their first attempt at a date, she had assumed that Viola would run a mile when Iker broached the topic of them going out again, but she had to admit that she was a little pleased for the keeper. It had meant a lot to him, making sure that Viola didn’t think badly for him, and she was pleased that Viola had agreed to give him another chance. She was sure that if given the chance, Iker would prove himself to be a good match for Viola, something she was in desperate need of.

“I know” Viola mused, carefully fixing her hair “But you didn’t hear him on the phone. He sounded genuinely upset by the idea that I didn’t like him” she added, offering Pilar a look over her shoulder.

“He’s a sweetheart” the brunette replied “But I think he would understand if you ducked out. The first date wasn’t exactly a resounding success” she reasoned.

Viola nodded. “I know” she agreed “But I kind of liked that he took the time out to call and apologize. I’ve met a lot of guys that wouldn’t have even bothered, and I sort of want to make the effort. It’s only dinner, and after the other night, I am going in with pretty low expectations” she added gently. She knew what Pilar was getting at, if she had no intentions of trying, there was no sense in going on the date, but a little part of her wanted to. Iker had made an effort, the phone call to apologize had been a sweet gesture, and she wanted to return the favour, even if it was to be a terrible date, she wanted to give him a second chance to make an impression on her.

Pilar smiled. “He really is a good guy, Lala” she noted gently “I don’t know what got into him the other night, but I have faith in him. If you gave him an honest shot, I really think you two could be good for one another” she added.

“I am not exactly thinking that far ahead right now, Pilar” Viola noted as she moved to pull on her jacket “Right now, I am just hoping he doesn’t spill his drink on me again” she added.

Pilar shook her head. “Give him a shot, Lala” she mused as she climbed to her feet, carefully wrapping Viola’s scarf around her neck “I don’t think you’d regret it” she added.

Viola nodded her head, wordlessly agreeing to give Iker a shot. She knew that Pilar had a point, from the way she and Sergio talked about the goalkeeper, he was a good man, and Viola didn’t want to let him slip by without a second look. She had had a good feeling about him when she’d first seen him and she didn’t want to let a couple of mishaps get in the way of something she was hopeful could be good for her.

“I’m looking for my date” Viola noted shyly as she peeked up at the waitress, her stomach twisting a little. She was running a little behind, after being stuck in traffic, she was almost 20 minutes late, and she could only hope that Iker hadn’t left, thinking she’d stood him up.

“Does they have a name?” the waitress posed.

“Iker” Viola spluttered “Iker Casillas” she added.

The waitress offered the blonde a look before she stole a menu up from beneath the podium, carefully leading her towards a table which was slightly hidden away from the others. “Senor Casillas, your date” she announced.

Iker, who’d been checking his phone, lifted his head slightly, his brown eyes peeking at Viola who stood a little sheepishly behind the waitress. “Viola” he breathed “I…I was worried you weren’t coming” he added, his voice a little nervous.

Viola’s cheeks warmed a little. “I got caught in traffic” she spluttered.

Iker shook his head and moved to stand from his seat, carefully pulling out the chair opposite him. “You didn’t have to come” he reasoned softly “After the other night…”

“Let’s not talk about that” Viola interjected gently, her blue eyes flicking up to his darker ones slightly “That was a one off, a mistake, and I think tonight would go better if we didn’t bring it up, don’t you?” she added, her teeth chewing on the inside of her lip nervously. She wanted to give him a chance, an opportunity to make a better impression, and she doubted it would happen if he kept bringing up their previous attempt. It hadn’t been a good night, Viola struggled to think of one moment between her and Iker which wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable, and she didn’t want to fixate on it. She wanted to enjoy herself.

Iker nodded his head. “That sounds like a good idea” he agreed softly.

Viola flashed him a small smile before she moved to shrug out of her coat, settling it on the back of her seat.

“You look amazing” Iker enthused, his eyes looking up and down her slim frame “Very beautiful” he added.

Viola’s cheeks reddened slightly. “You really think so?” she posed.

“I do” Iker confirmed, moving to pour her a glass of water.

Viola smiled a little to herself, something which Iker noticed, making a mental note of how beautiful her smile was.

“Here’s to a better night” he toasted, offering his glass out of her.

Viola nodded her head and clinked her glass with his. “To a better night” she agreed.

“You really did that?” Iker posed as he sipped on his glass of water, his dark eyes watching Viola over the rim of his cup. It had been a pleasant night, after a slightly awkward start, he and Viola had fallen into a slight more comfortable rhythm, and Iker had to admit that he was pleased. She was fascinating, every word she said had him captivated, and he was increasingly glad that she had given him a second chance. Their second date had appeared a lot better than the first.

“I was 18 and it was a dare” Viola mused, sipping on her glass of water

“You really skinny dipped in a fountain in the middle of your hometown?” Iker enthused, a grin on his face.

“I did” Viola confirmed “If I ever introduce you to my sister, she’d confirm it for you” she added.

Iker grinned. “You’re fascinating” he enthused.

“You’re just saying that” Viola countered “I am sure that nothing I’ve done matches up to all the amazing things you’ve done. I don’t know much about football, but from the way Sergio speaks about you, you’re quite important” she enthused.

Iker smiled a little bashfully.

Viola admired his warm smile for a moment before her phone buzzed in her bag, something which made her sigh. “I have to go” she noted softly “I’ve got work early tomorrow” she added.

Iker nodded and moved to find his wallet in the pocket of his jacket.

“What are you doing?” Viola posed, her forehead furrowed slightly.

Iker lifted an eyebrow. “I’m paying for dinner?” he noted.

“You don’t have to do that” Viola noted, carefully pulling her purse from her bag “I’d be more than happy to cover myself” she added.

“You’re my date” Iker argued “I’m not letting you pay” he added.

“I want to” Viola retorted.

Iker shook his head and carefully reached across, taking the purse out of her hand and stowing it in the pocket of his jacket. “I’ve got this” he grinned.

Viola shook her head. “I’ll get the next one” she mumbled.

Iker tilted his head. “Next one?” he posed “You’d like to go out with me again?” he added, his voice a little more hopeful than he had intended.

Viola smiled. “I don’t think it would be the worst idea” she noted, her hands playing with the napkin that sat in her lap “Would you like to get coffee with me tomorrow?” she added.

Iker nodded his head. “I’d love that, Viola” he mused.

Viola smiled before she got to her feet, carefully pulling on her coat. “Can I have my purse back? I can’t pay for the taxi without it” she mused.

Iker smiled and moved to hand her purse over to her before he stepped a little closer, pressing a light kiss against her cheek. “Buenos noches, Viola” he mused, offering her another warm smile.

Viola blushed a little at the small kiss before she smiled at him gently. “Goodnight, Iker” she mused.
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