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Chapter 7

  • Maija
  • We arrive at the restaurant thirty minutes later. It's a steakhouse, and the simple sight of the building makes me drool. There is absolutely nothing I enjoy eating more than a thick piece of grilled ribeye.     “Did I do well?” I look at Zayne who is smiling from cheek to cheek, unbelievably satisfied with himself. Mom must have told him of my obsession with steak, that meddling woman. I wonder if she would be as helpful if she found out he was trying to sleep with me. I chuckle as he looks at me eagerly, waiting for a reply. I mumble something incoherent, refusing to give him the satisfaction. 
  • “Let’s get this day over with.” I frown, pretending to be unhappy, but I am giddy right now to be on this date with the promise of a fat, juicy steak. I know he claimed earlier it was not a date, but from the looks he’s giving me, he was definitely lying.     “Can you pretend you don’t hate me for one night, please?” I look at him, shocked, registering the hurt in his voice. Does he really think I hate him? I chuckle. That is silly. If only he knew how much I want to fuck him right now. Well, maybe this is better; if he thinks I hate him, I have less chance to end up face down, ass up in his bed. 
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