Page 51 of Callum
Her heart gave a little kick at him remembering her favorite foods, something her ex never did, because Freddie only ever thought about Freddie. “Sounds great.”
When he reached over and took her hand, she worked hard to silence the sharp inhale of air that slipped through her teeth.
“Now, I need to admit something to you that I don’t think you’re going to like.”
Her belly dropped. Oh God, had he finally realized he was miles out of her league? That he belonged with a model who could also speak three languages and owned an empire? “Okay.”
“I may have been reading my library book while I was eating dinner last night and got some marinara sauce on a couple of pages.”
She laughed. “Just a couple of pages?”
“Yeah.” He cringed. “I thought it was best to come forward now, rather than surprise you with it at the library.”
“I thought you were past this hurting-library-books thing?”
“Me too, but all it takes is one slip.”
“Two slips. You said there were two damaged pages.”
He shook his head. “Nah, just one drop. The sauce went through the page. But to be fair, I was distracted.”
“By what?”
“Thinking about you.”
She tried to bite back the smile, but it was impossible. “I guess I’ll let it slide.”
“Thank God. I’ve been stressing about it all day.”
She was still smiling when he pulled into the lot of the restaurant. He slipped his hand into hers again as they headed inside. His touch had become so familiar already, it was almost scary how quickly they’d slotted together, weaving into each other’s lives.
The waitress sat them at a table by the window and took their drink orders, then it was just them again.
“So what have I missed in the life of Fiona these last few days?”
She grinned. “Very little. Although, when I asked for the bill from the security company, they got suspiciously quiet.”
Callum’s face remained unchanged. “We have an account with them at Blue Halo.”
“So you guys will bill me instead?”
“Sure.”
Why did that sound unconvincing? “Callum, I don’t want you or your company footing the bill for my home security because we’re…you know.”
One side of his mouth lifted. “Because we’re what?”
“We’re…well, dating.”
His grin turned into a full-fledged smile. “I like hearing you say that.”
“Well, this is a date so…”
“You’re right. This is a date, so we’re dating.”
She liked hearing him say it, too.
The server returned for their orders. Fiona didn’t miss the interest the woman showed in Callum, but to his credit, he barely looked at her. In fact, Fiona seemed to take up his entire attention—right until the restaurant door opened and his gaze caught something over her shoulder. She didn’t need to look, because a second later, Kasey stopped at their table.
