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“Here, I got it,” I said, reaching for the door when we got to the entrance.
As soon as I had it pulled open, I realized the move for what it was, and so did Halo, judging by the way he stood there staring at me like I’d grown two heads. There was no way in hell I would’ve opened a door for Killian, Jagger, or Slade, and up until a second ago I would’ve added Halo to that list, but that second had obviously passed.
Halo’s lips twitched. “Thanks.”
“Yeah, no problem,” I said like a total lame-ass, and then rolled my eyes as Halo walked off in front of me. As I followed after him, I gave myself a mental uppercut. This is just a fucking meal. But as my eyes swept around the blue lights that illuminated the shadowed interior, it suddenly felt like a whole lot more. Not that I would know.
“Good evening,” the hostess said with a brilliant smile as she looked to Halo. “Do you have a reservation?”
“Uh,” Halo said, and then looked back at me, a questioning look in his eyes.
“No, sorry. We don’t,” I said, moving up beside Halo, and when the woman’s eyes shifted to me, I flashed a grin that had her mouth falling open. “But Sabrina told me to stop by anytime I’m in town. Is she around?”
“Oh…” She laughed. “Um, I mean, no. Sorry. She’s off tonight. But of course we have a table for you, Viper,” she said, reaching up to push some of her chestnut curls behind her ear.
As she looked down at the list and map in front of her, my eyes found Halo, who was smirking at me. I arched an eyebrow, daring him to voice the mocking taunt I could see in his eyes, but he remained silent as he turned back to the woman.
“Would you like to sit inside or outside?” she asked.
I was about to answer, but then found myself saying, “Angel? You got a preference?”
Then her eyes lit up on Halo, and she grabbed a pad of paper from her stand and rushed around to us. “Oh my God, you’re the new guy. The new singer for Fallen Angel.”
It took everything I had not to correct her. Halo was the only singer Fallen Angel had had. But Halo was already nodding and taking the pad of paper she was all but shoving at him.
“Will you sign this for me? We get everyone who’s famous to sign a Rusty Pelican menu, napkin, whatever. We have all the other guys up there,” she said, indicating the wall behind us, and sure enough, there was my signature along with the rest of TBD’s, including that fucker Trent’s name. We needed a new group signature up there sooner rather than later.
As Halo handed the pad back to her, she tucked it into the front of her black apron and then grinned at us again. “Sorry, did you say inside or outside?”
Halo looked at me and shrugged. “Outside okay for you?”
Outside was perfect, and where I would’ve chosen anyway, and when I agreed, we followed the hostess to the doors that led outside to the tables lining the patio. She led us past the busiest section to a table on the far side of a sleek fire pit, and as we took our seats, she placed our menus down and said, “Kyle will be out to take your orders soon.”
As she disappeared back inside, Halo looked out at the spectacular view of Miami at night, and me? I looked at Halo. With the string lights hanging between the palm trees that dotted the edge of the patio, Halo’s curls shimmered and his eyes all but gleamed, and wanting that face aimed my way, I said, “Do you approve?”
Just as I’d wanted, Halo turned his head in my direction, his lips curving. He cocked his head to the side, and his astute stare had me doing something I’d never done in my life—I shifted nervously in my seat. What the fuck?
“Do I approve of the restaurant?” Halo asked, and I had a feeling he was fucking with me.
“Yeah…”
Halo pursed his lips and looked back at the multimillion-dollar view before returning his attention to me. “That sounds an awful lot like something a date would worry about.”
When I narrowed my eyes, Halo added, “Would you care what Killian thought?”
“Hell no, but I’m not fucking him.”
Halo licked his lips, drawing my eyes again. Damn, I really wanted to be the one tracing my tongue over them, then he said something that had me just about falling off my chair.
“Good. I’d be jealous.” Halo then leaned a little closer over the table and said, “That’s also something a date would say, just so you know.”
Smartass. “You havin’ fun?”
Halo chuckled and then leaned back in his chair, eyeing me with a smirk that made my cock jerk behind my jeans.
