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“I like it your way.” I cleared my throat. “It feels better.”

As soon as she smiled, I found it impossible to keep my eyes on her for more than a few moments, and I quickly looked away.

“Are you ready to go, then?” she asked.

I nodded, and she held out her arm for me to take. My dress shirt covered my skin. I picked it to help me feel contained, but now I was cursing myself. I could have had more skin exposed to feel hers.

With no issue, I wrapped my arm around hers, my fingertips grazing the inside of her arm. We both took enormous, delighted sighs, and her arm gripped around me tighter.

She can feel it, too.

Lani led me to the open door and into the setting sun for my first date with my mate.

Chapter Eleven

Lani

Candicewasirritatedwithme, but it was all worth it when I walked into their hotel suite and saw Cy. The past two days were blissful, albeit a bit nerve-wracking, getting to know each other through text messages.

The conversations were pleasant but brief, not lasting for any extended period. It was perfect for Cy. Just a random thought here or there that I wanted to share with him about myself, like my love for good food, surfing, and good company like Candice. I talked a lot about myself because when I asked about him, he kept to one-word answers, or the answer was so vague I couldn’t figure out anything deep about him.

He seemed to be quite shy, and we were hoping this was the reason for his behavior. Maybe he wasn’t comfortable talking about himself or stimulating a conversation. I couldn’t help but second guess that he might not want to get to know me at all. But the stubbornness in me continued to force myself on this man I didn’t even know.

He could leave any time, and I’d never see him again.

But I couldn’t ignore the funny flutter in my stomach when I thought of him, and I had to try. If anything, it would give my brother a sense of ease that I was trying to find a companion for myself.

Cy was dressed in long, straight khaki pants and a blue button up dress shirt. His back was straight and rigid, like a brand new surfboard, and the buttons on his shirt were done up all the way up to his neck.

Women usually go after the men who ooze more confidence than this, but I was insanely attracted to the nervousness. I could be myself, I could relax and not worry about the ill intentions of a guy that thought he was going to get in my pants.

He could barely look at me, so I felt safe he wouldn’t touch me in ways that made me feel uncomfortable..

If he had the courage to hold my hand, and put his arm around my waist, I think I would have melted. But it was all in due time. We were going to get to know each other. I was going to become more acquainted with this mysterious hero who had weird friends that were ferociously protective of him.

I held out my arm, seeing that I would have to make the first move, which I did not mind. He hesitated and my arm faltered, but when he held out his own, we linked our arms together, and the sweet buzz of his clothing resting on my bare arm made my pussy clench.

He was going to be the death of me, I could already tell.

Zeus smirked in the corner, watching as we both exited the suite. Candice swore under her breath when Zeus said she looked beautiful, and he was excited to get to know her better.

Candice matched my personality quite well, but her taste in men was vastly different than mine. Zeus was everything she was looking for. He must have royally screwed up something in the few minutes they talked with each other because she didn’t want anything to do with him.

Candice was doing this date for me though, I knew that and that’s why I loved her as much as my brother.

We entered the parking lot, and Zeus opened the door to their SUV. Zeus had volunteered to drive. It would make Cy feel more at ease, and my driving skills weren’t that great to begin with.

And besides, I didn’t want the rich folk seeing my crappy car and thinking I was a gold digger.

“Where to?” Zeus asked as he buckled his seatbelt.

Candice, sitting in the front seat with Zeus, mumbled the address, and Zeus typed the information into his phone.

Cy sat rigidly beside me, a seat between us giving us a buffer. I smiled like a fool as he looked out the window, taking in the scene around him while I couldn’t help but stare.

I’m like one of those dominant, aggressive men, staring hungrily at the little innocent virgin.

At least I hadn’t shouted “mine” or “you belong to me” or that sort of shit.

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