Chapter 98


    Chapter 98


    Alessia’s POV


    I’ve never seen Caden in anything other than sweatpants and a t-shirt. On very few asions have I


    seen him in jeans but never have I seen him in a suit pants and button up sleeve shirt.


    We walk through the living room to get to the door and I ignore the hundred pairs of eyes that follow us


    on our way out. It’s obvious from the way that we’re both dressed that we’re going out on a date.


    Caden simply draws me into his side and whispers words offort in my ear as we pass the crowd,


    telling me not to let their stares get to me.


    We get to the car in one piece and Caden opens the passenger side for me and helps me in, resulting


    in me grinning like an idiot throughout the entire ride to the restaurant.


    Caden and I talk about simple subjects on the ride there, ranging from how this is the first time that he


    will be trying out this restaurant and any other topic that crosses our mind.


    By the time we get to the restaurant, the energy in the car is warm and easy as we share augh over


    a joke regarding Lucy, that Caden just retold..


    Caden parks the car in a free space in the parking lot and I open my door just as Caden is rounding the


    car to get to my side.


    “I wanted to help you out of your car like a gentleman,” he says, throwing a yful re at me.


    “You’ll get to do that when we get to the pack house and if you y your cards right, I’ll even give you a


    good night kiss.” Moving closer to him, I ce my lips beneath his ear. “It won’t be a kiss on the lips.”


    With that said, I pull away and walk away from the car and Caden.


    Caden’s gaze does dark at my words and I giggle as I pretend not to notice him discreetly trying to


    adjust his suit pants.


    He clears his throat when he gets to my side and avoids my gaze, sending me into another set of


    giggles.


    “Let’s go get dinner,” he says, wrapping his hand around my waist and pulling me into his side,


    Just as soon as that thought enters my head, it disappears. There’s no way that Caden will do


    something to humiliate me in front of a crowd. I trust him. I still at that thought. I trust Caden. When and


    how did that happen? “Is everything alright? Are you feeling ok?” Caden asks, looking down at me with


    concern and that’s when I realize that I’ve stopped walking.


    I had been so disturbed by my internal conflict that it projected its results outside of my body.


    “I’m fine,” I answer, smiling up at him to put his mind at ease because I know that he won’t hesitate to


    drag us back into the car and back to the pack house if he suspects that I’m anything less than perfect.


    So I push away that thought to the back of my head. I will decipher it when I’m alone and in thefort


    of my room, not when I’m on a date with my very handsome mate.


    He nods, still stealing nces at me as we walk towards the restaurant but at least, he isn’t ushering us


    back into the car and back on the road.


    We get to the restaurant and the waitress shows us to the table that Caden booked for us- a seat that


    face the window, allowing us to gaze up at the beautiful sky outside while we eat our food. A perfect


    seat.


    When the waitresses back, she takes our orders and leaves again with a promise to be back soon


    with our food.


    “So, how are you liking the date so far?” Caden asks, looking at me expectantly.


    Iugh, finding this side of Caden very cute. “We just got here. I’ll grade you when we get back to the


    pack house.” I don’t tell him that he’s already at a perfect score and that unless he does something


    crazy like stripping down to his brief then that score is going to stay that way till the end of the evening.


    That’s how much I looked forward to this evening and it hasn’t disappointed me in


    any way.


    We’re seated in front of a beautiful view. Caden is being a perfect gentleman and our food is on the


    way. Very few things can put a bad spin on this day.


    The waitresses back with our food and wine. Caden pours the wine into our ss cups and we


    cheers to new beginnings.


    We eat and talk throughout dinner, sharing our interests. I definitely did not peg Caden as the sort of


    guy to have a secret like for puzzles. I teased him about being a nerd and he red at me but I did


    catch him hiding a smile behind his cup when he goes to take a sip out of it.


    Overall, our date is shaping up to be the best date I’ve ever gone to. When Caden tops it all a surprise


    dessert consisting of a milkshake covered with strawberries and chocte, it


    up with


    immediately bes my best date.


    Yes, I’m a suc k e r for chocte. Sue me.


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