Page 19 of His Coveted Obsession

I smiled and quietly giggled. “I can tell. It’s really cute.”

“You think I’m cute?”

I nodded. “Very.”

Easton straightened his shoulders and rhythmically tapped his fingers on the table as I read the menu. After a minute, I sighed. “I have no idea what I want or what I’ll like.”

“I can order for you. I always get the same thing, and it doesn’t disappoint.”

“Yeah, sounds good, but I don’t want to eat too much.”

“Why?”

I leaned forward to keep my voice down. “Because I’m bottoming, right?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t want to get full.”

His pretty, pale brown eyes cleared of confusion. “Oh, I see. You’ve cleaned up.”

“Exactly.”

Ugh, my face burned again. I loved the directness, but it definitely took some getting used to, especially when he never smiled, while I smiled all the time.

“Easton? Can I ask you a question? If it offends you…”

“I don’t get offended,” he said, still tapping his fingers.

I rested my chin on my hand, completely in awe of this man. “Right… How come you don’t smile?”

“I smile.”

“Oh, sorry… It’s just that I haven’t seen you do it yet. I’m just wondering if you’re sad or something. I have a good ear if you need to talk.”

Easton rested an elbow on the table and put his chin on his hand, mirroring my pose, and then he smiled brightly. I knew it wasn’t a real smile, but holy hell, it looked like it. It brightened his entire face, making him even more beautiful.

“Wow,” I breathed. I had no other words.

Before he could respond, the server approached our table.

“I’ll have a root beer, and we will start with some edamame and miso soup for each of us,” he ordered.

“I’ll just stick with water.”

Easton went on to order a couple of sushi rolls I couldn’t pronounce.

As we waited for our food and drinks, he said, tapping his fingers again, “I have high-functioning autism. It was something I was tested for. It doesn’t severely impact my life, but it makes me a bit different from others.”

“Oh, that’s really interesting. So, you’re neurodivergent?”

“Yes.”

“Is it hard?”

He thought about it for a moment before giving a quick shake to his head. “No, why should it be?”

I smiled brightly, unable to take my eyes off his gorgeousness. God, I was so lucky. He was amazing, cute, special, sexy, strong, confident… I seriously won the dating lottery.

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