Chapter 39

Amanda Pov.
We finally left the apartment to go to the restaurant. We were both a disaster. My mind was involuntarily filled with all kinds of scenarios involving Ron giving me pleasure just like in the books I read, the redness in my cheeks wouldn't go away and I was getting hotter than even the Antarctic cold could do to cool me down Ron was trying not to look at me at all as he drove the car. I could have been sure he wasn't interested in me at all if I hadn't noticed the bulge in his pants.
great god…
I roll down the window on my door because I feel like I can't get enough air in my lungs.
Why is there so much tension around us?
Ron finally parks the car in front of the restaurant and we get out of the car without a word. When we get to the entrance, Ron places his palm over my back, running through my entire body, then opens the door, letting me in first.
-Good evening and welcome. What name do you have the reservation under? The lady at the entrance asks, glaring at Ron.
A strange feeling comes over me and I imagine hitting her with the notebook she's holding. I've never had any violent starts, but if he doesn't look away from Ron I might go through with my plan.
On a spur of the moment, I grab Ron's hand and we cross our fingers. He looks at me in amazement for a moment, then smiles at the lady in front of us.
Why is he smiling at her? Does he want to know after I gouge his eyes out?
- Stallion. He answered simply, keeping a smile on his face.
-This way, please. The lady says and we follow her to a private table.
I analyze everything. From the lit candle in the middle of the table, to the fact that there is no one here but the two of us. I'm almost in tears thinking about how attentive Ron is to me, but it still bothers me that he smiled at that woman.
I sit down and Ron follows suit.
-You are strangely quiet. are you ok? He said reaching across the table and placing it over my palm.
-I'm great. In fact, everything would have been wonderful if you hadn't smiled at that woman. I say avoiding looking at him.
I hear him chuckle and finally look up at him.
-Oh baby...I didn't smile at her. You held my hand in public. I was happy. i am happy Besides…you had such a fierce look that I'm surprised that woman didn't die.
From where…? How does he know what I was thinking?
-It's not true. I say in a hoarse voice.
-Ahem, sure. Jealousy catches you well. He says jokingly, and I roll my eyes.
- I'm not jealous.
-Then do you want me to ask that lady to take care of our table as well?
-Not. I say way too fast and he bursts out laughing.
I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from yelling at him for tripping over me. Ron uncorks the bottle of wine on the table and pours into the two glasses. I take the glass in front of me and drink a mouthful of wine. The only time I drank was when I went to the club from the lodge, so I don't really know anything about drinking. But this wine is delicious.
-You said it was a special occasion. What are we celebrating? I ask curiously, after placing the wine glass on the table.
It's so good I could drink it all, but I don't want it to go to my head.
- It's a special occasion. Actually, there are two. We celebrate the fact that we are a couple, then we celebrate the fact that I will be working at luk Max as an executive director.
My heart fills with happiness for both reasons and I take the wine glass in my hand again.
-I propose a toast. I say and Ron takes his glass of wine with a childish smile on his face. For a long relationship and a flourishing career.
We clink our glasses and we both take a sip.
We eat talking about nothing and laugh together when one of us cracks a joke. I love the dynamic between us. I wish it was like this all the time, but I know it won't always be like this.
You have to tell him…
My conscience warns me, and I try not to grind my teeth at the memory of Ghost's visit.
I can't tell him now. He's too happy. I would ruin the whole dinner. I can tell him another day.
-Are you okay? You look thoughtful. Ron says worriedly and I immediately smile at him.
I can't tell him. I would destroy him if he found out he couldn't protect me from everyone.
-I guess we won't have time for ourselves anymore, just like now. when do you start?
Ron grabs my hand and we cross our fingers across the table.
-I should have started tomorrow, but I chose to go only the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow I want to be with you at the police station.
-And the car workshop?
-Tim will take over.
Ron did the right thing by leaving the auto shop to Tim. He deserves to have something of his own. I'm sure Tim will not let Ron down and the auto shop will flourish under his leadership.
For the rest of dinner we continued to discuss my return to classes, even though my mind kept racing to the fact that Ghost knows where I live now and could show up at the door at any moment.
I'll tell Ron about Ghost the first chance I get. He must know he asked for a bargain.
I just hope Ghost isn't playing some stupid game and we both fall into his trap. I don't know why he would need Ron, but I think he figured that since I didn't tell him anything about Ron when I was kidnapped, I won't tell him now that I'm free.