Page 41 of Flame it Up

Pyrus couldn't wait to have her inside his house and to show her around. He could envision her in his space, and he liked the idea of it. He wanted her to come into his home and never leave.

He could see her cooking in his kitchen, and he envisioned her in the living room reading a book. He could see her fitting into his life as if she had always been there.

He also looked forward to showing her around town and letting her see everything he loved. His favorite views, to his favorite places to eat. He had a never-ending list of options to keep her entertained.

His heart was beating quickly while Mazie sat next to him, looking so calm. He wondered if she could tell how excited he was. He didn't want it to scare her, so he was trying hard to keep it inside.

"We should be landing soon," he said, giving her a smile. He was trying not to look overly giddy, but it was hard. Mazie, his mate, was at his home.

She gave him a smile in return, still looking relaxed in her chair. "I'm excited. It will be fun to get away from work for a little bit." She looked outside, watching the airport grow closer.

The plane landed, and he offered her a hand as they each got out of the seats. They grabbed their luggage, and he headed down to ground transportation to find his driver waiting. He took in the time, seeing it was just a little past six.

"Are you hungry?" he asked as they stopped in front of his car. He popped the trunk, allowing Mazie to put her bag inside first.

She looked at the time as well before her eyebrows went up. "Wow, time flew by. Yes, I am."

"How about we go to my favorite restaurant for dinner tonight, then?" He gave her a smile. "You'll love it. It's nice but not fancy, so there is no dress code."

They both hopped into the back while he told his driver the destination. She chuckled as she buckled herself in. "So, what does this place serve that makes it so great?"

He smiled back at her as they pulled out. "They have amazing steaks and seafood. The Pasta La Sea is alfredo with shrimp and lobster. It's amazing. I get it almost every time I go there."

"That sounds good."

"And afterward, I'll take you to get the most amazing dessert on the planet. There is a little ice cream shop around the corner that serves a never-ending list of options."

She blushed. "I'd be lying if I said I didn't like ice cream."

He chuckled, glancing at her for a moment. "If you don't like ice cream, we can always go somewhere else."

She chuckled, shaking her head. "No, I actually love ice cream. That sounds great. Saying I love ice cream doesn't show my true obsession."

He couldn't help but laugh as they pulled up at the restaurant.

They walked in and didn't even have to wait. It helped to be a regular. The waiter guided them to a table in the back, which was his normal spot.

The menu was placed down, but he didn't bother looking at it. He knew everything on it. Mazie scanned over it, and he watched her. She looked comfortable and relaxed as she read everything.

The waiter came back after a moment and gave them a smile. "So, what will it be?"

"Pasta La Sea," he said, not even bothering to look away from Mazie. She set her menu down and looked at the waiter.

"Make that two."

He smirked as the waiter took the menus. He chuckled. "Decided to give my favorite a try?"

"Well, you made it sound good." She leaned forward, crossing her hands together. "This place is breathtaking. The view outside is gorgeous, and the waitstaff is amazing."

He gave her a wink. "You can see why it's my favorite."

He'd always gotten excellent service here, even on the weekend. He always tipped well, which probably helped a little.

"So," he leaned forward, "tell me more about this ice cream obsession of yours."

The food was brought out soon after they ordered, and Mazie's eyes were wide as she took in the large plate. He maybe should have mentioned how large the servings were here.

They both dug in, and the moaning across the table told him she loved it. He tried to ignore her reactions, knowing it was a sign that she liked the food and that it was not sexual in nature. He couldn't lie. The sounds were the exact same.

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