Page 129 of Tease Me (Dark Odyssey 1)

I’ve never been here before.

I’ve only heard of the place in magazines or on tv. It’s a three Michelin Star French restaurant reserved for the wealthy. Chloe told me earlier that the waiting list for the standard seats is six months.

It excites me more because I know Nick would have booked at some point today.

He messaged while I was out with Chloe letting me know where to go.

The concierge leads me through the restaurant and it’s as classy as I imagine it to be.

The French décor is stunning and has the European feel to it that is relaxing and breathtaking. I like it.

I realize though that what I see around me is nothing.

The main attraction is where I’m being led to. We get to the terrace and the whole area is lit by candle light. Against the night sky and the moonlight it looks like a scene handpicked from a fairy tale. There’s a lone table by the balcony and Nick sits there gazing on at me.

Describing him as handsome doesn’t seem adequate enough. It doesn’t. It feels lacking in every way.

His eyes as always are the first thing I see because of the vibrancy and tonight they’re as silver as the moon.

He wears a suit jacket with a white button up shirt. He sits forward when he sees me and I absolutely love the way he’s looking at me.

He smiles with a cocky easy grin that heats my body up all over and his gaze rakes boldly over me the closer I get.

Nick stands when we approach him and he takes over from the concierge who leaves us. He slips his arm around my waist and turns me around in a circle, looking me over in my dress.

The white bodycon hugs my frame and the stones splashed over it sparkle as I turn. In true Nick style he runs his hand over the flat of my stomach and over my ass, touching me and doesn’t care who’s watching us.

It’s just us up here and to our left is a bar. A bartender stands behind the bar counter and there are two waiters waiting to come over to us.

It’s all very romantic but I’m so taken with the man touching me that I can’t pay attention to anything else.

He straightens as I face him and I lean forward to kiss him, but he plants a finger on my lips when I get close.

“No, not yet.” He grins, smooth and sexy. He closes the space between us by pulling me to him and pressing his lips to the crook of my neck. “If I kiss that gorgeous mouth of yours angel doll you’ll end up naked on this table, and I’ll be feasting on that sweet pussy of yours.”

The dirtiness in his words make me wet in an instant. I imagine him feasting on my pussy. He smooths his face over my cheek and presses his nose to mine, and I’m embarrassed when I realize he knows I’m not adverse to the idea.

“Bad girl, you want me to do that, don’t you?” A deep chuckle resonates from his chest and he runs his fingers over my breasts.

“What if I do?” I hear myself say, because his fingers stroking my nipples feels so damn good.

“Later. I want this.” He steps away from me and it’s like heat has left my body.

He pulls out the chair for me to sit and I smile.

When I sit, he returns to his seat and we stare at each other.

“Good day?” he asks.

I don’t know why but his question makes me smile. It has a feel to it like we’re a real couple.

“Yeah… I had a good day. I met up with Chloe and probably pigged out a little too much.”

He chuckles. It’s because I talk about Chloe a lot.

“What did you and Chloe get up to this time?”

“We ate the whole ice cream parlor.”

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