Page 28 of With This Kiss
I was a stupid girl.
I should fear him, and I did… to an extent.
But I was feeling calm now.
We finished our meals mostly in silence. Then the server brought out the bill, and Reign, without missing a beat, pointed at me.
Bastard.
The server seemed surprised, but still placed the bill down in front of me.
I was too fucking stunned to really say anything.
It wasn’t like buying him dinner would bankrupt me, but in the very few dates I had been on, the men had always paid.
Hell, even Preston had always paid when it was just the two of us.
He offered me a cheeky smile when he met my eyes. I didn’t say anything as I pulled out my card and placed it in the bill presenter.
The server quickly came back and grabbed it without saying a word.
He really was unbelievable.
I stood up as soon as I paid the bill, and Reign followed suit. He wrapped his arm around my waist as we made our way out of the restaurant. I let him, mostly because I didn’t want to draw the attention of the crowd, but the bastard got brave and moved his hand down to my butt, squeezing a little just as we got outside into the cold winter air.
I stuttered in my steps and turned to him, slapping his chest and pushing him away.
“Really?”
“What?” he asked innocently.
Innocent, he was not.
“You made me pay for dinner, then cop a feel?”
He smiled, showing off a straight row of white teeth. My eyes took in the prominent canines before I looked back into his eyes.
“My hand slipped.”
“And I’m sure the squeeze was unintentional.”
“Exactly,” he said, moving in closer to me. Before I could process what was happening, he had his arms wrapped around me in a big bear hug.
I tensed as the feeling of ants crawling all over my body came on. I tried to push him away, but his grip was strong.
“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to kick him in the shin. He must have expected it because he dodged the move.
“Hugging you. I’m cold, so let me stay like this for a while.”
“You’re not cold. Get off me, you bastard.”
He only tightened his arms around me. Then I felt his lips on the top of my head.
Did he… Did he just kiss me there?
“Thanks for dinner, sweetheart,” he said softly before pulling away.
I glared at him.
