Page 62 of His White Moonlight
It didn’t take us long to reach the restaurant.However, they already had an hour waitlist, so Bennett put his name in and suggested we walk around a nearby park.I quickly agreed.Moving around and seeing something new sounded great.
We walked side by side on the sidewalk.There weren’t many people out, but he still grabbed my hand and pulled me closer…and he didn’t let go.
Did he honestly think I was going to wander off?
His hold shifted, and his fingers twined through mine.The way my heart tripped sent a ripple of shock through me, and I quickly pulled my hand from his.
To cover the awkwardness, I pointed at the park sign again with the hand I’d reclaimed.
“Is that the one?”
The weight of his regard made my panic want to grow, but I breathed through it as I dropped my hand to my side and quickened my pace.
That wasn’t what it seemed like.Just shake it off.No boys.Especially not Bennett.No more cages called “private school.”
I blamed all the togetherness over the last few days.And the way he kept doing things that could be easily misunderstood.Not that I misunderstood.I knew Bennett didn’t see me as anything.He’d made that very clear.I was just a safe female he could be affectionate with in place of his mate.
The park entrance was prettily landscaped with flower beds that were between their spring and summer blooms.The paths were new, wide enough that we could walk with space between us, and winding—a perfect distraction.
“What toppings did you usually have on your pizza at school?”Bennett asked when a few minutes of silence had passed.
“I’m not sure.I didn’t really pay attention.It wasn’t the traditional stuff like a pepperoni, mushroom, and onion, though, that’s for sure.”
“Pepperoni, mushroom, and onion sounds good.”He waited a beat.“My favorite is probably pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms, and bell peppers on a New York-style crust.”
I nodded.
His fingers caught the tips of mine, stopping me.
“Do you still hate me?”
“Does it matter?”
“It does.”
I sighed.“If I say I don’t, will I get my bed back tonight?”
His eyebrows twitched like he couldn’t decide whether to frown or be surprised.
“It’ll take more than that to get your bed back,” he said.“It’ll take even more than knowing how you left school now.I want to know why you rushed your meals.It wasn’t just lunch.It was every meal.Where did you go?What did you do?You completely disappeared from all the security cameras.”
It took a few seconds for what he was saying to sink in.He’d known when he’d asked about my favorite foods.
I ripped my hand free of his.
“You had them check?”I asked in disbelief.
CHAPTER TEN
Bennett’sdark gaze searched mine as he breathed in.He knew I was angry, but he still nodded.
“Why, Bennett?I graduated.I’m done with that place.What does it matter?”
“I’m trying to understand you.”
“Why?I’ve already told you everything you need to understand, but you’re not listening.What more do I need to say?”
“Why won’t you talk to me about your time there?”
