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The woman is trying to keep things professional, but her eyes wander to Alek every few seconds.
I don’t blame you, Celia. You can look but don’t dare touch him.
My thoughts startle me, and I pick up the menu, trying to focus on the selection of foods.
Geez, jealous much, Everleigh?
Alek orders a soda for Vincent and a bottle of wine for us. When Celia walks away, he gives me a knowing smirk.
“No, don’t tell me it was written all over my face?” I gasp.
His eyes have a playful expression as he teases me, “Babe, it looked like you were a second away from launching yourself over the table at the woman.”
I let out a groan. “I’d never do that.”
Alek leans closer until I feel his breath skimming over my ear. “I like that you’re possessive of me. The feeling is mutual.”
Trying to play my jealousy issues off as nothing, I say, “I was just caught off guard. I don’t have a problem with other women looking at you.”
The man gives me a devilish grin. “You’ve always been a bad liar.”
“Can I have fish fingers?” Vincent asks, saving me from the conversation.
“I’m not sure they serve it here.” I glance over the menu, then ask, “How about chicken wings, baby?”
“Okaaay,” he agrees reluctantly.
“What are you in the mood for?” Alek asks.
You.
My cheeks flush, and I study the menu as if I’ll write an exam about the contents later. “Ahh…everything looks good.”
Not wanting anything stuck in my teeth, I decide on gourmet soup. Alek chooses smoked trout, and when Celia comes to the table to pour the wine, he gives her our order.
Lifting our glasses, we wait for Vincent to take hold of his soda before we clink our glasses together.
“Here’s to our happily ever after,” Alek says.
My heart is full as I take a piece of paper and crayons out of my handbag so Vincent can draw.
I take a sip of my wine then look at Alek.
“I have to ask,” I say, and when he nods, I continue, “What’s with the suits?”
“Did you expect me to wear a combat uniform?” he teases. He lets out a chuckle, “That would make things a little too obvious. Plus, Viktor wants us to present a professional front.”
Professional, my butt. Alek looks like a wet dream in a suit. If anything, it only draws more attention to him.
We stare at each other for a moment, then he says, “I’ve ordered tracking devices from St. Monarch’s. As soon as they arrive, I need you and Vincent to always wear them.”
“What do they look like?”
“Yours is a ring, and Vincent’s is a wristwatch. As he gets older, I’ll get him something else.” Alek takes a little fob out of his pocket. “Also, carry this on you at all times. You can attach it to your keychain.”
Taking the fob, I turn it over in my fingers. “What’s it for?”
“It’s a panic button. If you need help, just press it.”
