Chapter 111

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Chapter 0111

I can’t wait to see Cara’s face when we get to Ethereal. I’ve only been here a couple of times with family. I’ve never brought a date. She doesn’t disappoint. The look of wonder on her face is worth it.

When we see Tamara, I’m thankful I gave my Alpha command as she almost called Cara ‘Luna’. Thankfully, the command made it impossible for her to say it and she covered quickly.

When Jessica shows up at the table, I cringe internally. I’m polite, but again, I need to make it clear that there is only one person in this room who has my attention tonight, and she’s sitting right next to me. I give Jessica the barest amount of attention possible to get our order and then dismiss her.

I turn my attention back to my girl. I see Artemis has pushed forward. Cara quickly pushes her back down. Interesting. I wonder if I missed some subtle queue that Jessica gave off. I need to pay more attention.

“So, what do you think of this place?” I ask her.

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She turns to look outside, her eyes go wide. “It’s amazing. I can’t even fathom how they made this place look like a fairy tale, but they did. They’ve done a great job. And even though I know the restaurant is busy, it’s so quiet.”

Fairy tale. Yeah, that’s a good way to describe how I’m feeling right now. I feel like I’m in a fairy tale with my princess.

She looks back at me, her eyes so full of wonder. I can’t help but lean in and kiss her sweet lips. Her taste and her scent are getting stronger every day. It’s going to be harder and harder to resist her as we get closer to her birthday. I move my hand to cup her face, her hand pressing gently against my chest. I don’t stop kissing her until I hear someone clearing their throat.

I take my time pulling away, keeping my eyes on Cara, until I finally turn to see Jessica standing there with the bottle of wine. She looks like she just ate a lemon. Good. Let the word spread that I’m publicly kissing my girl. I’ll keep making public displays like this until she wears my mate mark on her neck. I want everyone to know she’s mine.

Jessica shows me the wine bottle, asking if I want to taste it. I look at Cara. “Do you want to do the honors?”

She looks at me and I see a moment of hesitation before she looks at Jessica. “Yes.” That’s my girl.

Jessica pours her a taste and she takes the briefest amount of time, sniffing and tasting it before agreeing that it is acceptable. Jessica pours our wine and then asks if we’re ready to order. Cara starts to look at the menu, but I jump in.

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“We’re going to be taking our time this evening. You can bring us some bread and a charcuterie board to start us off.” Jessica looks startled but recovers quickly and gives us a small, fake smile. “Of course Alpha.”

When she’s gone, I turn back to Cara. I pick up our wine glasses and hand her one. I lift my glass in salute. “To the first of many evenings together.” I say.

Cara clinks her glass against mine. “Cheers.”

We both sip our wine, our eyes staying locked on each other. The electricity in the air is palpable. Yep, the next several weeks are going to test my patience.

“So,” I say after we set our glasses down, “tell me something no one else knows about you.”

She arches an eyebrow at me. “Something no one else knows?”

I nod, watching her.

“Well,” she starts, thinking. I see her cheeks turning pink. Oh, this will be interesting. She looks at me through her lowered lashes. “It’s not something no one knows, but only my father knows. Does that count?”

“I think it counts.”

She starts pulling at the napkin in her lap, not making eye contact with me. “Umm,” Her blush has gone from pink to scarlet and it’s moved up to her ears and is starting to head toward her chest.

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