Page 136 of The Plan

“These for me?” I know he just wants to hear me say it, but with the way his eyes are gazing at me, I can’t, so I just nod. He takes the flowers from me, then a smirk grows on his face, and he tilts his head a bit, mocking me.

“Cat got your tongue?”

I look away so he can’t see my smile, and he chuckles at that. He takes a step closer to me and takes my hand in his, stopping me from nervously spinning my ring.

I watch him as he tilts his head down just a bit and brings my hand to his mouth, planting a soft kiss on the back of it. “Thank you for the flowers, my love.” I stare at him, frozen for a few seconds.The candlelight makes him look perfect.

“You’re welcome.” I clear my throat when my voice comes out just above a whisper, and a smile grows on his face.

“Can I take a nap in your room, Vidia?”

I snap back into reality and turn to Isa. “You don’t want to eat first?”

“I already ate ice cream.” She says with a yawn. Her nap was cut very short earlier since we had to leave for the game, so I can see why she’s tired. I tell her it’s okay to sleep in my bed, and Sire reminds her to take her shoes off.

“You let her have ice cream before dinner?”

I walk over to the oven and check on the biscuits. “You let her have a very sugary breakfast yesterday.”

“Touche.”

I lightly laugh and walk back over to him. He’s looking into the dining room, at the rest of the candles and the made table. I’m sure he put two and two together. “I could be wrong, but I’m pretty sure you're supposed to ask someone out before surprising them with a dinner date.” Smartass.

I roll my eyes at him and elbow his arm. “If I would have asked, it wouldn’t have been a surprise, but if you wanted to be asked out, just say that.”

He leans against the kitchen island and pulls me between his legs. “I wanted to be asked out.” He crosses his arms. As I break into a laugh, he drops his arms and pulls me in a bit more.

“Sire, would you do me the honor of going on our first date with me?” I look up at him, and he has the biggest smile on his face. I don’t think he’s ever been asked out before; then again, I’m pretty sure he did all the asking out.

“The honor would be mine.” He leans into me, but I turn my head so his lips land on my cheek. When I turn back, he’s already looking at me with squinted eyes.

“You’re not even going to wait until the end of the date? Maybe get to know me better or something.”

He looks like he’s tired of this “fresh start," but I know it’s only because he wants his lips on mine. He rolls his eyes, then pulls back a bit, kissing his two fingers and holding them to me. I feel my heart burst at the sight of him. He really is perfect.

I kiss my two fingers and tap his. “I thought you said this was childish?” He rolls his eyes and bites back a smile. I know he likes our fresh start kisses.

“It is childish, but you clearly like them for whatever reason, so…” I like them because they’re cute, and he looks funny kissing his fingers. I don’t tell him that last part and very quickly kiss his lips before speed-walking to the stove.

I start to serve our plates, and when I glance back at him, he has the biggest smile on his face as he licks his lips, savoring my peck of a kiss.

Sire

I’m smiling like an idiotover a tap kiss from a girl I’ve kissed hundreds of times.Get a grip.I clear my throat and try to wipe the smile off my face, but Vid already saw it. I walk toward her as she starts serving the second plate, and it smells amazing.

“I didn’t know you could cook.” I go to take a shrimp from the pot, but she slaps my hand away.

“Wait until we’re at the table.”

“Okay, jeez.” I chuckle softly, and she shakes her head. I watch her as she takes out a tray of biscuits from the oven and then melts butter with what looks like garlic. My eyes stay on her asshe pours it over the biscuits and places them all neatly on a plate.

I’m pretty sure her dress is new. It fits her like a glove and stops maybe two inches below her ass. She looks really fucking pretty, but she looks pretty in everything. She’s just overall really fucking beautiful.

“Did you wear that dress for me?” I say, thinking out loud. She was in scrubs earlier but would have changed into some shorts or an oversized tee shirt in the comfort of her home, yet she didn’t.

She looks down at her dress and then up at me. “Do you not like it?”

I feel another smile growing on my face.She totally wore it for me.“Yeah, I do.”

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