Chapter 8. Reckless

'Love is reckless, not reason. Reason seeks a profit.'

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Beauty's POV

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The food we ordered was served, and we began to eat. I was hungry, alright, but my first bite took a turn inside my stomach.

I can't chew my food properly, and I'm having indigestion already. It's awkward, pretending not to know each other, and it's killing me. I hope today is not my last day.

We've been so quiet eating, and the only noise I could hear was him clearing his throat now and then. I drank my water, trying to ease the tension I felt inside.

Oh God, I want this to end. Come on, Universe, do me a favor, please. Take me out of here!

I swallowed hard again, and Drew cleared his throat, dabbing his lips with a tissue before speaking.

"I want you to call me by my name when we're alone, Beauty," he said formally.

Confused at what he meant by that, I raised my head to meet his gaze.

"What do you mean, Sir?" I blinked.

"I have a name, Beauty."

Drew's jaw tightened as we both continued to stare at each other.