Texas 2018
*Zac*
I take a deep breath as I get out my car in front of her home, ready to pick her up for our date. Pull it together Zac, you are not a teenager any longer. You are a grown man and you don't usually have trouble with the ladies. It's just Angel, you know her, or you knew her. But problem is that it is Angel, there is no just here. I have not been able to take my mind of her all day.

I smooth down my shirt, wondering if I look good enough. Does she expect a suit and everything ? No not if she is anything like the Angel I knew, she was never much into all the fancy stuff.

"Hi Zac". She smile at me as she opens the door almost before I can ring the bell. She lives in a cosy looking, but very small bungalow, with a small garden. "Don't you look handsome".

"Thanks.. You look absolutely stunning, as always". I pull her in for a hug, breathing in the scent of honey and strawberry. Either she is still using the same shampoo or she just smells like that. She is wearing a short flowing white dress with black stars. It is very low cut in the front, but not in a vulgar way. I look down, black Doc Martens with heels. "Still wearing the same shoes I see".

"Yup, keeping just a dash of grunge in my life even now". She giggles. "But hey, look I went for the girlie ones, they have heels and everything".

I nod. My eyes instinctively running up her legs, they are extremely well shaped and clad in black over the knee stockings. "They are very cool.. but I didn't think anyone even owned that kind of stockings anymore".

"Well you thought wrong then". She giggles, looking down herself. "I like them, so I kinda don't care that they are out of fashion".

"Oh I like them too.. a lot". I almost bide my tongue. Just try and sound a bit more creepy Zac. But they are for some reason insanely sexy to me and my mind instantly send me flashes of her wearing those and.. Well nothing else.. breathe Zac.. remember to breathe.

I bite my lip. "I would have bought you flowers, but then I remembered that you don't like getting flowers, because..".

".. because I always kill them in a few days". She giggles. "I can't believe you remembered that".

"Of course I remember". I chuckles softly and offers her my arm. "I hope something relaxed and autetic is okay".

She smile at me, as I open the car door to her. "It sounds perfect Zac".

I smile to myself as I walk around the truck. So far it is going perfect and she seems to be the Angel I remember, the one I missed. Just all grown up.

"I like Your truck.. it's very.. texan". She say with a small giggle. "I still can't believe we just met each other again like this".

"Me neither.. it seems like.. fate". I say softly, glancing at her, as I turn on the car.

She smiles and nod slowly. "Yeah, it does seem like.. more than a coincidence.. fate yeah".

I pull up outside Contigo, an authentic and relaxed place in ranch style, with outdoor seating and fairy lights strung from the trees.

Hurrying around the car, I open the door to her and offers her my hand. "Here we are darling. I hope it is adequate".

"More than adequate.. I love Contigo.. very good choice.. very good". She say winking at me.

I feel my cheeks heat up and for some reason I feel so very proud that she is praising my choice. Damn Zac, you are acting like a teenager around her. Stop it or she will think you immature.

We get a table outside and I hold out the chair to her, making her smile at me. "You know what Zac, I love that you have stayed the perfect gentleman. Honestly we need more gentlemen these days".

"You might be right, but I mean a lot of women .. well they don't want men to hold doors and pull out chairs. They want to prove they can do it themself". I shrug. "So I get young men being confused".

"Some women are crazy.. I love when men know how to be a real gentleman.. and it doesn't make me worth less, it's a sign of respect for the woman". She say passionated.

I smile at her. "I am so happy we agree on this, because I couldn't stop doing those thing. It is just part of me".

"And never change that Zac.. Real women appreciate it". She grabs my hand over the table, squeezing it slightly.

The waiter comes with the menu and I look at her. "So.. should we order a bottle of wine ? Or what do you prefer ?"

"Well if it's okay I think I prefer a beer.. it goes so well with the food here". She say wit a small lopsided grin.

"Perfect darling, I couldn't agree more". I order us a couple of draft beer, and look over the menu.

I finally start relaxing as we talk about her travels, my travels and delve in some of the fun memories of our past. It just feels so natural, so right being here with her.

We talk about our families and how they are all doing, serious I can't wrap my mind round her annoying twin brothers being grown men now, it is almost .. surreal.

She takes my hand again over the table, looking into my eyes. "I am sorry to hear about Your mother. I know Your relationship was strained, but it's still not easy losing a parent".

"Thanks.. yeah it wasn't easy. But I actually think she is in a better place now. She wasn't well those last years".  I say softly.

She nod, her eyes getting a sad light to them. "So.. do you still think about him sometimes ?"

I bite my lip, suddenly feeling my throat choke up. "Yeah, not every day.. but I still think of him.. what about you ?"

She just nod again, looking at me with a small sad smile. And I take her hand in both of mine, gently squeezing it.

"So tell me about Your new home.. you said you were building it from scratch ?" She looks at me, clearly wanting to change the subject and I go with it telling her all about my plans for the house and grounds.