“Stop!” He points to me with a small smile.
I throw my hands up. “I’m not saying anything!”
“Where are you going anyway? You look to die for.”
“I’m going to dinner,” I say bluntly.
“Yes, I gathered that, but with who?” he asks patiently.
“With who is irrelevant,” I snap nicely at him.
He narrows his eyes and lifts his arms off Matt. Just as his mouth opens to say something, I hear a knock at the door.
“Shit.” I rush toward the door but fall on my ass in these huge heels, which results in Carter and his quick fucking feet jumping up and diving toward the door before me. He swings it open and smiles a big broad smile at me.
“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Dominic Abrahams.”
I walk to the door with a frown, pushing him out of the way with my elbows.
“Sorry about that. Carter is a little….fucking annoying. Shall we go?” I say innocently to Dominic. Carter frowns and kisses me on my head.
“Be safe kids. Kalie, do you still have those—” I walk out quickly, slamming the door in Carter’s face instantly cutting him off. I blush and look to Dom apologetically.
“Sorry again. He can be…yeah, he can be Carter.”
Dom shakes his head, trying not to laugh out loud.
“You two are cute.”
I laugh at his comment.
He’s anything but cute right now.
We walk out the lobby of my apartment as he leads me to his truck. Opening the door, he helps me in, before going around to the driver’s side. Once he’s in, I look over to him while putting my seatbelt on.
“So, where are we heading too?”
“The Rocks,” he says smiling at me.
“The Rocks? Wow! I’m impressed.”
The Rocks is a high-class restaurant in Hollywood Hills. It’s hard to get a table there, and you usually have to book months in advance. So yes, I’m impressed.
He shrugs and glances over to me. “Not a big deal.”
I smile and look down at what he’s wearing. Tidy jeans, a white top rolled up at the sleeves, and Chuck Taylors. His hair is how it usually is shaved short on the sides with the top long and slicked back. Dominic has a body builder physic. He’s huge. He and Ade probably stretch around the same. Only Ade stands around six three and Dom reaches around six foot. I look out the window and swallow down nervously.
I feel his hand grasp onto my knee. “You look amazing, Kalie. But you could wear a paper bag and still look fucking gorgeous.”
I smile at him. “Thanks, you don’t look so bad yourself.”
We pull up outside The Rocks and I get out before he can open the door for me. He rounds the truck, hands the key to the valet, and grasps my hand leading me inside the building. My heels clink along the glass tiled floor as we head to the restaurant. There’s a young girl standing at the entrance behind a desk, and she gawks approvingly at Dominic. I almost laugh. It doesn’t bring up any jealous feelings in me, and I note that because if she were looking at Ade like that we would be having a problem. I bite down on my lip and breathe out loudly in the knowledge that maybe this isn’t such a good idea. Before I can let my thoughts go wild, I feel his large hand tug on mine gently.
“Come on.” He nudges his head toward the tables.
I smile and follow him to a table near the glass windows. I take my jacket off and sit down looking around at the beautiful architecture of the interior. It’s all glass and dimly lit with tea lights around the entire room. Picking up the water in front of me, I pour me a glass and take a few small sips. Dominic looks to me with a smile.
“You okay?” he asks.
I nod my head. “Yeah, I’m good. How was the rest of your day?”
“It was good. Yours?” He picks up the menu and scans through it.
“Meh, average,” I say shrugging my shoulders.
He laughs. “You going back to work?”
“Maybe. I’m not sure what I’m doing yet.”
I begin looking through the menu just as the waiter reaches our table. I end up ordering the eye fillet steak and Dom orders the triple meat combo. Not surprised.
“Anything, in particular, you wanted to do? Your plans I mean.”
“I have a few ideas, but I’m not one hundred percent set on them yet.”
He reaches over and grasps my hand. “I’m serious, Kal. I’m really happy that you decided to give this a go.”
I smile at him. “I’m happy I did too.”
I see an older woman walking up to our table, she must be in her late sixties.
“I’m so sorry to interrupt,” she says looking between Dom and me.
“It’s fine,” I respond, smiling at her.