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“Good evening, my name is Silvia. I will be your server tonight,” she says, looking straight at Noah, as if I wasn’t even there. “Our chef’s special tonight is a seafood dish: seared scallops with baby spinach, served with a spiced pomegranate glaze.”
She looks him up and down, eating him alive with her eyes, and I feel like someone took a chair from underneath me. She is so skinny and gorgeous. She puts the menu in front of me, without sparing me a look, and sweetly gives the other one to Noah. Jealousy pangs in my stomach and it stings behind my eyes.
“Can I take your drink order now, or would you like to order it after looking at the menus?”
“I would like a glass of dry, white wine. My wife here,” he says, motioning to me, never moving his eyes away from mine, ”would like a glass of sangria. Actually, bring the bottle.”
“Oh, sure. Yes, sir.”
“And we’ll take the scallops,” he adds. “We will see about dessert a bit later. Thank you.”
She scribbles down on her notepad, and leaves us to enjoy our view.
“Ronan?”
I stare out the window, trying to calm down my mind and heart.
“Ronan, baby…” He grabs my hand on the table.
“Yeah?”
“I only have eyes for you.” His fingers squeeze mine, “Only you.”
“When we walk together, you know what they see? They see a gorgeous, rockstar-looking man with a perfect face and wild hair and a fat woman who has no place to be next to him.” I feel my heartbeat speeding up as my words gain momentum. “They feel like I stole you away. Like I am not worthy of having someone like you next to me.”
His nostrils flare and his eyes darken.
“That will be the last time you ever insult a woman I am so proud to be able to call mine. The last. Fucking. Time.”
My eyes widen at his words. I didn’t want to make him angry, I was just stating the facts.
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, inside and out. You are… Ronan I…listen," he shakes his head, then fixes me with his gorgeous black eyes, "if I ever hear you talking about yourself this way, ever again, I swear, I will bend you over and spank you, so help me God. I don’t care who sees.”
“I’m sorry… I… She…” I stutter.
“I don’t care about her. I care aboutyou. I am not the person you should apologize to.” He reaches over the table and cups my cheek. “Don’t let your mother’s words ruin life for you.”
The words ‘I love you’are dancing on the tip of my tongue, but I bite them down.
“Thank you.” I say instead, nuzzling into his hand.
The waitress comes around, putting the plates and the drinks in front of us, again not even registering me. I swallow the anger down, looking over the river. Noah thanks her, and caresses my high-heeled foot with his own. I lift my gaze to him and smile.
The music and chatter consume us as we eat. We don’t talk about anything in particular, a wee bit of work gossip, a slight mention of the future, some education-related themes. Noah didn’t go to university, he wanted to study literature, but he spent his time working and supporting Tiana, who was the one getting a business degree, and I am honestly not surprised by it. I know how much of their own dreams and happiness are all Lukovich men ready to give up for their family.
Every once in a while, his leg brushes against mine, electrifying me. I drink my sangria like it’s water, already three glasses in. I feel hot all over. And it’s not only because the scallops are spicy and wine is rushing through me.
It’s because I watch Noah's mouth move, and the way his tongue brushes his lips every time a tiny bit of sauce drips down from his fork. And how his chest rises and falls quicker every time his eyes dip to my chest. How his brow furrows when I swallow my drink.
There is this drug-like current between us. It’s dripping in want and need.
I try to slowly chew on my food, I try my best to be a lady, but the way he is looking at me…he is ripping my dress clean off. I almost forgot what I have underneath it. A string, a big clump of nothing.
“Stop looking at me like that.” Noah almost whispers to me.
“Like what?”
“Like I am already inside you.”
