Chapter 4

Emily sat across the table from Emilio nervously biting her lower lip. Neither 
of them knew what to say so they sat in silence. They were at a beautiful new 
restaurant in Port Charles that had just opened. The place was packed but
somehow Emilio had managed to get them a table that was in the corner and sort 
of secluded from the rest of the customers. Emily's eyes set on the candle's 
flame burning in the center of the table. The sweet flower scent had filled the 
air surrounding them and the clear glass candle holder was perfectly placed in 
between the self serving spices and rose also placed there in between the two of 
them. Emilio stared at Emily still amazed at how such a small town had kept this 
woman locked away from the rest of the world. She was wearing a long satin brown 
dress the off the shoulder straps revealing her smooth shoulder and her hair 
pulled up a top her head with curls hanging down in every possible place making 
her looking even more incredible. Her spirit amazed him and her beauty was 
astounding. He was also frighten by how intimated her was by her. She was the 
only girl who had ever made him feel like he wasn't the most important thing in 
the world and also made him feel human instead of untouchable. Emily rested her 
hands in her lap and Emilio cleared his throat, “Well, Emily,” He paused, “I 
must confess something.” He told her she looked at him curiously and he signaled 
for her to lean in and she did so with a shy smile, “I am completely taken back 
by you.” He whispered looking deeply into her eyes.

Emily blushed rolling her eyes, “No, you're not."

Emilio rose a brow, “Really? How do you know?"

"I sort of… found out about you.” Emily replied.

"Oh, and what did you discover?” Emilio questioned curiously. They both sat back 
and Emilio's eyes stay glued on her.

She placed a hand under her chin and shrugged, “Emilio Lopez, the rich kid from 
Spain, who changes girlfriends as often as he does his clothes.” She grinned at 
him teasingly, “I know what you're all about, Emilio, and I guarantee you that I 
won't be some toy."

Emilio nodded, “Well, I must admit I am a little shocked you… researched me but 
I can also tell you,” He looked at her admiringly as she crossed her arms, “You 
are not like anyone I've ever met. You're different. You're…" He smiled sweetly 
suddenly and Emily's defenses were shot down at his look as he added, “You're 
like my mother."

Emily laughed a little embarrassed, “You're mother?"

"Well, I mean… my father told me about how he met my mother and how he felt when 
he did… you remind me of what he said he felt for her.” Emilio blurted out but 
looked away in embarrassment, “You must think I'm an idiot. Bringing up my 
mother on our first date."

Emily shook her head in response, “No, no, I don't.” She insisted resting one of 
her hands on his hand, which was rested on the table, “Tell me about her. Tell 
me what you're dad told you about her. I wanna know.” She told him with an 
understanding look.

Emilio's smile widened, “Ok. Well… what do you want to know?"

Emily giggled as her eyes widened, “Tell me about you're mom! How did they 
meet?"

Emilio took a deep breath, “It's funny how they met. You see my father was with 
my grandfather at this restaurant and my father was to met his future wife that 
day."

"Met his future wife?” Emily questioned with a frown.

"My dad was suppose to participate in one of those… I'm not sure what you call 
it.” Emilio paused, “It's like a set marriage. You know, one agreed to before 
the children or even born half of the time."

Emily's eyes widened, “Oh man, Your father must have been so miserable."

Emilio nodded, “He was until he spotted my mother."

"The girl he was to marry?” Emily asked placing her other hand under her chin 
like the other.

"No, the waitress.” Emilio told Emily and they both laughed, “Needless to say my 
grandpapa was not a happy man. But that night after my father learned her name 
he had to see her again. Even if it was nothing but a glance but she ended up 
bumping into him and they were inseparable.” Emilio explained with happy 
thoughts of his mother filled his head.

"Your mother sounds like a wonderful woman.” Emily told him sincerely.

Emilio's smile faded, “She was.” Emily felt her heart sink at the comment, “She 
died a few years ago. She came down with some sort of cancer.” Emilio said still 
not fully understand the situation that had happened years ago. 

Emily found it hard to speak with the foot in her mouth but quickly apologized, 
“Emilio, I'm sorry. I didn't know."

Emilio looked at her his smile returning, “Don't be.” He wiggled his finger 
between hers, “I haven't got to talk about my mother in a while.” He thanked her 
with his look and

Emily's heart began to beat twice as fast. Everything she had wanted in a guy… 
was Emilio.

"So, besides your mother being perfect. What about your father?” Emily asked 
taking the last bite of her salad and trying to make some conversation hopefully 
to divert Emilio from staring any longer. This whole night was incredible but 
his look at her made her feel incredibly shy.

"My papa?” Emilio questioned and faked a sarcastic smile, “Well, he's…"He paused 
and gave her a look, “Protective."

Emily laughed slightly, “Just protective?"

Emilio searched his mind for the right words, “Well,” He paused playing with his 
fork, “When we first arrived in Port Charles, I mean I didn't know anyone and… 
all my friends…"

"Girlfriends?” Emily questioned raising a brow. 

Emilio flashed her a grin before continuing, “Friends were in Spain along with 
my… whole world. I mean everything was there.” He looked into her eyes and let 
his expression turn completely serious, “But then I bumped into you and…"Emilio 
paused when Emily began to blush, “You make Spain seem like distant memory."

Emily gazed at him and slightly smile, “You sure are a charmer, Emilio."

"It's not charm, it's the truth.” Emilio told her before looking down and paying 
for their dinner. He slowly rose from his chair and walked over to Emily's side 
of the table. Emily stood and Emilio pulled her chair back then took a step 
beside her before placing his open palm before her. Emilio watched as Emily 
smiled perfectly before placing her hand in his and slowly following him out. 
They waited for Emilio's driver to bring the car around front patiently. Emily 
didn't mind holding Emilio's hand while he smiled proudly, “I could get use to 
you, Emily.” He told her out of the blue before turning to face her, “I had the 
most wonderful time tonight."

Emily brushed a curl out of her face before speaking softly, “I did, too. It was 
really…"

"Emily?” She heard someone calling out and turned to see Nikolas approaching 
with Liz and Lucky. Emily swallowed a lump in her throat before biting her lower 
lip. Emilio saw Emily's look and intertwined his fingers with hers flashing her 
a reassuring smile. Emily glanced over at him before grinning back. Liz observed 
Emilio's black suit and clean demeanor. Emily and Liz made eye contact. Liz 
winked and Emily let out a small giggle confusing Emilio and the guys.

Lucky looked at him searching his mind, “Emilio, right?"

"Correct.” Emilio nodded not liking how Nikolas was looking at Emily and he was 
a little more comfortable when he noticed Emily was watching him, ignoring Mr. 
Cassadine, “Nikolas, right?"

Nikolas made eye contact with Emilio for the first

time, “Right. So, you two just get here?"

The car pulled up and Emily shook her head, “Actually, we were just leaving."

Emilio opened the door for Emily, never letting go of her hand, and Emily waved 
to her friends, “Goodbye, guys.” She said before letting go of Emilio's hand and 
taking a seat in the back. Emilio smiled politely at Emily's friends before 
going around to the opposite side of the car and taking a seat beside Emily in 
the back. Liz looked at Emily once more through her rolled down window and 
signaled to her, 'Call me.' Before the car left. 

Liz and Lucky smiled in happiness for the friend before turning to Nikolas who 
had the weirdest look on his face. Lucky frowned and raised his hand in front of 
Nikolas face waving it up and down, “Nikolas?” He said softly but no response.

Liz tapped Lucky's shoulder and shooed him aside. Lucky looked at her inviting 
her to snap him out of it. She did… literally. She raised her fingers and 
snapped them loudly. Nikolas shook his head still carrying an angry look. Liz 
turned to Lucky and a cocky smile spread across her face before Nikolas ushered 
them in.