Well, this is my last chapter before I'll leave on vacation...so don't think I've stopped
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At Mac’s apartment.
“Mac you’ve already cooked this noon. Why don’t we go in a restaurant ? I don’t want you to have more stress with me.”
“Oh well, what a great idea, Miss Bonasera.” .
“Sure, Det. Taylor. Let’s go.” Stella replied and grabbed his hand. “Where are we going? Do you have any idea?”
“Hmm there’s a little Italian restaurant near our offices, why don’t we go there?”
“You know I love Italian food. My grand-ma…”
“You’ve already told me for 100 times Stella, I know. Your grand-mother always cooked you self-made Spaghetti when you visited her…” Mac said giggling.
“Oh was this annoying for you, Mac?”
“You never annoy me Stella. And you know that. Don’t try to tease me. Now let’s go I need pizza. Right now.” Mac answered teasingly and kissed Stella before they really could go.
In front of the restaurant.
“Hey! Mac over there. Isn’t that Jessica with Don sitting at that table. Ha I always knew they’d find together anytime, didn’t you.”
“Oh I did…I did. I’m really keen on finding out how they’ll react when they see us walking in hand in hand, don’t you.”
“Sure, I want to see don’s mien. Let’s do this…” Stella answered and leant her head on Mac’s shoulder before they went in.
“Why don’t we go to them and say ‘Hi’.” Mac whispered . “Looks like they have a table for four persons.”
“Great idea.” she replies trying to restrain her laughter.
When Flack heard some steps behind him he turned up and looked up to Mac and Stella looking very in love.
“Oh…Mac. What are you two doing here?” he babbled.
“Hmm I’d say the same thing as you. Have a romantic dinner. Mind if we take a seat at your table…”
“Hey Jess.” Stella greeted her friend. “I always knew you’d find together.”
“Oh, Stel…well…I think you are right, isn’t she Donny. Well…what about you and Mac? Is he your boyfr…”
“Ah don’t finish the word…he doesn’t like to be called ‘boyfriend’.” she whispered in Angell’s ear.
“Have you already ordered?” Mac wanted to know. “Or we’re you busy else wise?”
“Mac, what are you thinking? We just looked into each other’s eyes and talked.”
“Eyes…phew.” Stella commented casually when she saw Angell’s shirt.
“What are you waiting for. Sit down.” Angell called on Mac and Stella.
After they had installed themselves the waiter arrived and asked what they wanted to eat.
“Why don’t we take a huge pizza for all of us.” Stella suggested.
“Sounds, good.”, they agreed.
“Ok, we take a huge, and I mean huge, pizza for all of us with your best ingredients.”
“Right away Ma’am.”
When the waiter had left Flack wanted to know: “What took so long for you two to get together?”
“Oh, I think we could ask you the same thing.” Stella said while she was tasting her wine. “I mean…well you know what I mean…”
“Umm I think I haven’t now Jess for such long time as you know Mac, hmm…?”
“Ok…ok…you’re right…” Mac stopped Flack. “I know we were blind from love but…well I was married to Claire and when she…died I wasn’t able to be with anyone. And it was Stel that helped me during that hard time…”
“…And I shot my boyfriend, a you remember. And I wasn’t really able to be with someone else that fast after that…and it was also you, Flack, Mac and the team tat stood by me. And you know I’m very thankful for that. Plus Mac is a very attractive, nice …man.” Stella finished Mac’s sentence.
“Oh gosh! Your already finishing each other sentences. When is the wedding?”, Angell asked very teasingly.
“Oh com’ on. You cannot be serious. We’ve been a real couple for few days. I could ask you the same but I don’t…” Stella replied a little bit irritated.
“Ok… ok…I was only kidding.”
“Ahhh our pizza arrives.” Mac interrupted them. “Oh that was really fats. Thanks so much…put it right in the middle of the table. We’ll arrange it. Thank you.”
After they had finished eating Stella suggested: “What do you of a walk through New York by night? I don’t think anybody is strong enough to knock us all out.”
“Oh Stel. This is exactly what I need now.” Mac replied stroking his tummy. “My pizza has to get digested. Let’s go. I’ll pay this time.
When they were standing outside the restaurant Angell asked: “So where do we go now?”
“I have no idea! What do think of a Times Square tour?”
“Sounds good, Stel. Let’s go.” Mac said and put his arm around her waist. Stella leant her head on Mac’s shoulder and they went away…
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