Remember This Kiss ~ Chapter 1 "The first time I saw her"
"Good morning Mitch, the usual? Double shot cinnamon dolce latte non fat, no whip?" asked Shelly my morning Starbucks barista with a smile.
"You got it" I said with a handing her my American Express then looking back at my blackberry as I thumbed through the emails.
My day started with its usual smell of coffee brewing and the latest CD playing in the background.
"Here you go Mitch, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow" I said tipping her a five dollar bill. She's a good kid. Always up beat and smiling I thought to myself.
I pushed open the double doors with my back and started walking towards my office which was six blocks away. It was another beautiful Friday morning in New York. The sun was beginning to rise as I was standing at the light on the corner in front of Dante's Deli, a place I use to frequent at lunch time that closed down a couple of months ago.
I noticed a sign posted on the front door that read "French Kisses ~ Crepes & French Pastry Shop Opening Soon." It's a good location with lots of foot traffic, I thought to myself. I didn't know why Dante didn't make it. The food was good. The "Walk" sign lit and people began crossing the street. Just as I started to turn away I heard the door opening. A beautiful redhead with freckles and a cute smile came to the door and peeked out…
"Hello" she said propping the door open with her shoulder, cleaning her hand with a pink terrycloth towel and extending it for me to shake.
"Good morning" I said switching my latte to my other hand to shake hers
"You like French pastries? I'll be opening soon."
"Yeah, it will be a nice change from Starbucks. Don't get me wrong I love my lemon butter cake. I have a slice every other day." I said looking into her pretty green eyes.
"Good. I'll be opening this coming Monday morning for business. Will you be my first customer?"
"Plan on it. What time?" I said sipping my latte
"6 am? Is that too early for you?"
"Perfect timing" I said looking at my watch. It was 6:20.
"I'll see you then. Remember… 6 am" she said smiling leaning her head against the door
"6 am my lady and I'll be standing at your door" I said making a knights bow to her.
"Until then, here's a sample of what's to come." She said revealing a small white carry out box the size of a CD case from behind her back.
"Why thank you my lady. My name is Mitchell" I said handing her my business card
"Thank you Mitchell, attorney at law. My name is Sophie" She said looking over my card then back at me.
"Until we meet again" I said walking backwards staring intently into her green eyes.
"Until we meet again" she said slowly closing the door watching me walk away. Until we meet again she whispered to herself staring at my card.
Chapter 2 – Let’s do lunch
I got to my office and settled in for the day. I opened and set my little box of Sophie Pastries near the corner of my desk and started responding to emails and fielding calls. My first client arrived at 10am. It was Jack McCallen, a very big client coming in to sign off on a large merger deal.
“Mornin’ Mitch, just checking in to see how things are coming on my Tucker deal”.
“Good, really good, as a matter of fact I just received the FedEx package with the contracts all signed. I just need your signatures and we have a done deal”.
“Excellent, I knew I had the right guy on my team” said Jack reaching for one of Sophie’s pastries.
“Wow, these are good. Where did pick these up from?” He said licking his fingers
“It’s a new French pastry shop a few blocks away. The owner gave me these samples this morning. Sounds like you like them”.
“Boy do I? Email me the address and phone number, the misses would love these. You know how she’s always having her tea parties with her lady friends”.
“Sure, I’ll send it to you later today”
“Good, I’ll be watching for it. Now where do I sign?”
Jack signed off on the contracts and had two more of Sophie’s pastries. I was standing at my office window look down at the street wondering if I could see her shop. I knew I couldn’t but the truth is she’s been on mind from the moment she put those pastries in my hand. I had no plans for lunch and was thinking about asking her to lunch. Would I be too forward asking her out? I didn’t get any vibes that she was involved. What the heck it’s almost lunch time and she may still be working on her shop.
“Shirley, I’m stepping out for lunch” I said to my assistant as I passed by her desk.
“Okay Mitch, see you later”
I merged into the flow of the other pedestrians heading down the street towards Sophie’s shop. I was a block away and could see her store front. My heart started pounding knowing that in a few more steps I would be at her door. I could see her squatting wiping down one of the glass pastry cases. I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. She looked over her shoulder towards the door and saw me. She smiled, waved and walked slowly towards the door. She looked like a goddess floating towards me.
“Well hello Mitch this is a pleasant surprise” she said standing at the doorway.
“Hello again Sophie” I said with a bashful smile bursting inside to ask her out.
“Well, either the pastries were so good you’re back for more samples or there was something wrong with them”.
“Oh, nothing was wrong with them. As a matter of fact, my client wants your address and phone number. He went bonkers over them and swore down that his wife would just have to have them at her next tea party. See, I bringing you business already”.
“Well thank you. Come on in, I was just about to step out for lunch, you want to go for a bite?”
I could have done flips at the sheer sound of her invitation. I broke into a big smile.
“Well funny you should ask, I was thinking about asking you the same thing. I know the perfect place to go, my treat”.
“Okay, give me a minute to freshen up. Have a look around”
Her shop looked great. She did a great job with the décor. It looked just like a French café with all the perfect accents. The colors were bright and bold with little two and four chair table settings.
“Okay, I am ready” she said coming out with a fresh pair of jeans on, pink tank top and white cotton shirt with the cuffs turned up.
“Wow, you look great”
“What? It’s just jeans and a shirt” She said smiling and looping her arm under mine walking me to door.
“Have you been to Jakes Chop House?” I asked as we stood outside while she locked the door.
“I’ve heard of it, it’s just down and over a couple of blocks right?”
“Right you are”
“Sounds good to me” she said putting on her shades.
We headed off to Jakes talking about each others hometowns, siblings, favorite movies and hobbies. Her voice was like soft music as I listened to her talk about how she went to France for four years to learn the art of making French pastries and chocolates. She was as fascinating as she was beautiful. An hour and half had passed when I realized I had to get back to the office, but I didn’t want our moment to end. We walked back to her shop. Standing at her door way we could feel the connection between us. People were walking by rushing trying to beat the cross walk signal.
“So, I guess I’ll see you Monday morning?” I said wanting to ask her out again.
“Ah, yeah, Monday morning” she said holding the keys in her hand looking deeply into my eyes.
“Okay. Don’t work too hard.” I said walking back away from her slowly
“Don’t you either”. She said waving watching me melt into the crowd
I was standing in the crowd at the cross walk waiting for the light to change when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around and to my surprise it was Sophie standing behind me.
“Hey you” I said with a big smile
“Hey” she paused, looked at the cross walk signal then back up at me. “If you don’t have any plans tomorrow, you want to go to a movie?”
“You don’t know how much I’d like that. Let’s make it movie and a dinner”.
“You’ve got a date. Meet you here at the store say around four o’clock?”
“I’ll be on time Sophie”
“I’ll be waiting”
Chapter 3 “Dinner and a Movie”
I just got back in from walking Baxter, my golden retriever when I saw the flashing message light on my answering machine. I pressed the playback button and went into the kitchen to get Baxter a bowl of water.
“Hello Mitch, its Sophie” the message started.
I immediately thought something came up and she had to cancel.
“I just wanted to let you know that I am looking forward to our date. I hope you don’t have to cancel because I am not. See you at four.”
Baxter was looking up at my smiling face. “That’s was Sophie, I have a date and can’t be late.” I said to him as I playfully ruffle his head and jowls. He barked as if he knew what I was talking about.
I finished my shower and was standing and starring at my closet wondering what to wear. Do I go jeans or GAP casual? I couldn’t decide. Finally I settled on GAP casual, tan khakis, Bill Blass black open collar shirt with the tails out and black Sketchers.
“Okay Baxter, how do I look?” I said standing in the mirror checking myself out with a box of dozen long stem red roses in one hand. Two barks and a paw from Baxter, I was out the door. I had my Porsche detailed and waiting for me downstairs.
“Don’t wait up” I said to Paulie my doorman.
“Date Mr. Porter?”
“Yep, Sophie!” I said tipping him as I slipped into my car
“Have a good evening Mr. Porter”
“I hope so Paulie”
I let the convertible top down and headed for Sophie’s shop. The air was crisp and fresh. The excitement of seeing her was building as I weaved through traffic and waiting patiently at traffic lights. I was a block away when I saw her standing on the corner in a beautiful yellow summer dress with her long red hair down flowing in the breeze. I pulled up to the curb, picked up the box of roses and walked up to her pretty smile. I could smell the scent of Tresor’ perfume (my favorite) as I got closer to her.
“For the most beautiful girl in the world” I said kneeling and holding out the box of roses to her
“You are truly a man of delightful surprises” she said pulling on the silk ribbon
“I’ve been counting down the hours” I said looking up at her
“So have I my prince charming. These are beautiful! I’ll go put these in water and be right out”
“I’ll be waiting right here”
She went into her shop and put the roses in a tall vase and set them on one of the tables in the front window. She signaled one minute to me with her finger. Seconds later she returned to the table with a folded tent card with something hand written on it and placed in it in front of the vase. “From my prince” it said. She stood behind them, looked at me and blew me a kiss. She said so much to me in that short moment in time. I winked and blew her a kiss back. She pulled the door behind her and walked slowly towards me.
“They are lovely Mitch” she said
I reached out for her hand as she continued to walk towards me. Her fingers began to touch mine as our reach got closer.
“O’ my, is this part where we…”
Before she could finish her sentence I cupped her face and softly kissed her lips. She turned her head slowly as our kiss melted into the moment. Our eyes opened as we looked at each other and knew that this was the beginning of something we both had been looking for in our lives.
It’s been three years ago to this day and it’s our wedding anniversary. The kiss that sealed our hearts is still holding us together. Her pastry shop is doing great business and next year we’re opening another one in Manhattan. Our daughter Christy who is our pride and joy is two years old today as well. The shop is filled with her little friends and ours. Between the balloons, cup cakes, and bowls of ice cream, I couldn’t be happier. The best day of my life is the day Sophie gave me a kiss to remember and a daughter for always.