CHAPTER 140

I was not getting it out of him no matter how hard I tried. I knew he wouldn’t give anything away until he was good and ready, so I was stuck sitting here in my awkward limbo until he did. Stuck here, wondering, waiting, what-iffing.

Our plates were cleared away and replaced with our main course. Again, it was eaten in silence, our eyes flitting from our plates to each other’s. The only difference was that there was a zinging of tension, one tight enough to cut, and I swallowed hard. My fork clattered as I placed it against my plate and looked at him firmly.

“Do you want dessert?” he asked innocently, his steady voice betraying the tightness between us.

“No. I want to know what this is.”

“This? It’s dinner in the Eiffel Tower, sweetheart.”

“No. What is it? Why are you doing it?”

Geo

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