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“Oh,” he says. “That sounds more like a horror film to me.”
We pull up at the theatre and make it inside just as the previews start.
I love going out to the fancy restaurants, drinking Champagne and eating lobster, but I’ll take twenty dates just like this one any day.
I spend more time watching Asher than I do watching the movie. He catches me a few times and rewards me with a kiss.
He feels so… right. This man with the world at his fingertips is on a date with me.
I hate to admit it but early on, I did take it upon myself to Google Asher. I was shocked to find out I had another billionaire in my midst. I saw several pictures of him with very high-profile models here and there, but the look on his face right now wasn’t present in any of those pictures. Right now, he looks… happy.
I think quite highly of myself, but on occasion I think about our differences and wonder if Asher is too far out of my league. I’ve seen firsthand how men in his position tend to treat women, although that hasn’t been my experience with Asher, and I hope it never is.
I pray he wants me for the right reasons, and not because he’s looking for a kept pet to take out on occasion when he’s bored. Watching Magdalene live that type of life is enough of a deterrent for me. No amount of money will make me comfortable being somebody’s plaything.
Sometimes, late at night I sit up and wonder what Asher thinks of me. I’d hate for him to think I’m a gold digger out to get his money, because that’s just as bad as him thinking of me as an object.
“Hey,” he says, waving a hand in front of my face. “Earth to Jade. Are you okay?”
I blink a few times and notices the theatre is emptying. The closing credits are scrolling by on the screen and the lights have come back on.
“Sorry, I space out and get lost in my own head sometimes. Did you enjoy the movie?”
He drapes his arm over my shoulder as we leave the theater. “I loved it,” he says. “I haven’t laughed so hard in a long time. You picked well.”
We climb into the backseat once again, heading to our next destination, which I’ve whispered in Ed’s ear. Vanilla Beans and More is one of the best ice cream shops in all California. It’s one of my guilty pleasures I get to enjoy when I’m out and about during my grocery shopping trips.
I step right up to the counter, ready to order the mega desserts of all desserts. I’ve wanted to order it since the first day I walked into the shop, but it’s too big to have alone. Since it was my turn to plan the date, I knew this had to be one of the stops for the evening.
“One chocolate double fudge brownie sundae, with double pralines, and extra whipped cream,” I say.
Asher takes out his wallet to pay for our dessert.
“Not so fast there, Mr. Jordan. This is my treat.”
This dessert costs almost as much as a full entrée, but I want to prove to him that I value his company and his wallet can gather some dust.
He wraps his arm around my waist. “If you insist, Ms. Sinclair. However, you’re trying to give both of us a stomachache.”
“Absolutely,” I say, a wide grin spreading across my face. I grab the two giant spoons from the cashier and find us a booth in the corner while we wait on our sundae.
Asher sits on the opposite side of the booth and reaches out to take my hands.
“I am having a wonderful evening. I hope you’re ready for part two,” he says.
“Oh my, there’s a part two?” I ask. “I thought I was the one planning this date.”
He rubs his thumb over my knuckles and gives me that devastating, panty-melting smile of his.
“Don’t be too mad with me,” he says. “Doing things for you and seeing you smile makes me happier than words can explain. I wanted to add something a little extra to our evening that’s just for you.”
I lean over the table and kiss him. “Thank you, I appreciate your willingness to give, but please don’t think you have to do anything extra for me.”
The server brings over the sundae and I promptly plunge my spoon into the heap of sweetness. The massive dessert takes up most of the small table, and I’m ready to dig right in. I’ve read hundreds of reviews about this sundae and I’m anxious to find out if it lives up to the hype.
Asher looks the sugary confection up and down before staring over the top of it at me. “There’s no way we’ll be able to finish this thing,” he says.
