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“You wanted a date, my love, so you get one, but only the best for you. I wanted you to be able to be yourself without prying eyes or questions,” he explains as he leads me through the restaurant like he knows the way.
“How?” I peer around with wide eyes.
“You’re not the only one who knows people.” He chuckles as we come to the middle table, which has been decorated with black roses and peonies. Astro hurries to pull out my chair, and when I sit, Cillian pushes me in, kissing my head. Dal lays a napkin on my lap before they all take their seats. All four of them look at me. It’s unnerving but also so addicting. They watch my every move, my every reaction as I look around, and I can tell they are excited for this but also nervous.
“It’s amazing,” I say, and they all seem to breathe a sigh of relief. “I’ve always wanted to come here.”
“Good.” Astro reaches over and takes my hand, kissing the back of it.
“Shit, I should have sat next to her because then I would get her hand,” Cillian grumbles. Dal is on my other side, with Cillian and Astro opposite. Grinning, I slide my legs under the table and lay them on Cillian’s lap. He grins, gripping them as Raff shakes his head, but he’s smiling at me lovingly.
“You can relax here, Reign. We made sure of it. No rules tonight. This place is all ours, and we plan to spoil you, starting now.”
Two waiters in black tuxedos appear at my side. They don’t meet my eyes at all. In fact, they don’t even look at me, as if they were told not to. They pour me a glass of red wine, and the others have water, making me pout, but I understand. “First course will be served soon,” one says before they disappear.
Soft, sensual music sounds through the speakers as I look around in awe, taking the wine glass with my other hand. I still wonder how they managed this. I know some celebrities who couldn’t even get on the list for the next year, and somehow, my men managed to clear the entire place on the busiest night of the week.
Fuck, power is sexy.
Cillian’s hand slides up my legs, and I meet his gaze with an arched brow.
“Behave, Miss Harrow,” Raffiel admonishes. “We won’t touch you until we have wooed you. You wanted a date, so you get the best one of your life.”
My eyes widen when plates suddenly appear before us, and just as quickly, the waiters are gone again. I don’t even know what’s on my plate but I begin to eat, moaning at the taste that explodes in my mouth. It’s only two mouthfuls, and once I’m done, I look up to see them all watching me. Instantly, four plates are shoved toward me. Laughing, I take theirs and eat them as well, moaning again.
“Can we negotiate on the no touching rule?” Astro asks, tugging at his collar.
“Miss Harrow,” Raffiel says, but he’s grinning.
“Whoops.” I wink as the waiters come to clear the plates.
“Was that course okay?”
I look up to see a male waiter grinning down at me, with bright blue eyes and surfer boy hair. He’s so very young.
“It sounded like you enjoyed it.” He drops his voice an octave as he leans down to get the plates.
“Oh, it was magnificent,” I respond, but when I look up, the guys’ expressions are as hard as nails, and I slide back on the chair at the venom aimed at the waiter who seems completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere. His eyes sweep along my body.
I just stare, unsure what to do or say, when Raffiel drops his napkin on the table before him.
“Miss Harrow, could you close your eyes for a moment?” Raffiel instructs.
I peer up at the waiter then back at Raffiel.
“Reign, close your eyes now,” he snaps, losing his patience.
I close my eyes and hear a thud. They snap open, and I gasp, seeing the now unconscious waiter being dragged away, yet none of the guys seem to have even moved. “What . . . Is he dead?”
“We are not animals.” Astro laughs. “But he will have a really bad headache.”
“He’s lucky I didn’t pluck his eyes from his head for daring to even look at you,” Dal warns.
Raffiel nods like he agrees as I shake my head. “Insane, all of you are fucking insane.”
“No, Reign, we are possessive. You are ours. Ours to guard, to fuck, and to love, and that’s exactly what we’ll do. Now eat your food.”
Well, shit.
