Page 11 of Becoming His

"Fuck off," I breathed as realization dawned on me.

She giggled as she flicked her hair over her shoulder.

"I kissed him once at one of my sister's parties." She explained how her older sister Aurora threw a birthday party when she turned twenty-one, meaning Reuben was at least that age. Ray had met him, and they had shared a kiss in the garden, but nothing more.

There goes your lesbian theory, Chase.

We finished our coffee, and Ray wished me luck for my date as she dropped me at my house.

Here goes.

Seven

Date Night

“Awhat?” Elijah uttered, his eyes wide.

“Argh, Elijah, stop this. I’m going out for food with a guy from school. Simple.”

He blinked as he watched me open the front door.

“A date.” He repeated, a smile breaking onto his face.

“See you later, Eli....” I muttered as I walked out into the cold air, pulling my leather jacket around me as I pulled my hood up. I had gone a bit heavier on the makeup tonight, especially around the eyes. I hoped I didn’t look like a panda. I walked over to Chase, sitting in his yellow sports car, watching me walk towards him, his eyes meeting mine.

“Hey,” I said, sliding into the car beside him.

“Hey yourself. Anna, right?” He checked, tilting his head as I nodded. I wasn’t about to start correcting him for all of the time he would be using my name.

“How about Japanese food?” He asked hopefully, and I nodded as he pulled away. I would eat anything; I was such a food whore. I would rather sit and pig out on food than do anything else. He flicked the radio on, and Fall Out boy played, humming along until we reached the restaurant in the center of town. I chewed on my lip as he peered at me.

“You alright?” He sounded worried, and I forced a smile.

“I’m good. Ready when you are.”

He smiled as we made our way to the restaurant, his arm slung casually around my shoulders. I didn’t move it but stared at it like it was an insect I wanted to dust off.

Oh God, what am I doing here?!

Despite the many people in the restaurant, we were seated quickly, and menus were placed in front of us. I already knew what I wanted, having dined here many times before with my family. My dad always tried to cook Japanese and failed miserably, meaning this was a favorite haunt of ours.

“So tell me about you, Anna.” He sat back, and I checked him out briefly before deciding that Bailey was definitely hotter.

Wait, where did that come from?!

“Erm, I’m not great at talking about myself,” I admitted as the waiter came over to take our order. He smiled at me in recognition, commenting on how lovely I looked. I smiled and ordered my food, chili chicken ramen, as usual.

“You are gorgeous, though.” Chase smiled as he reached over for my hand.

I returned the smile as I pulled my hand back, gazing around the restaurant.

“So, have you been here before?” I asked, hoping it would distract him from talking about me.

“No. I don’t do dates that much.” He laughed, and I raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“Oh, for fuck sake,” he muttered as he looked over my shoulder with annoyance.

I didn’t have to turn to know it washim. I could smell him instantly, my body craving more of that addictive scent.