Chapter 19 : Dinner Problems

Becca.

I wasn't sure what to make of it all. Dressing up, drinks, and fine dining.

It was a lot to take in for a girl like me. Especially considering the fact we were acting as if we were dating and if anyone saw us, it wouldn't be good.

To say I was uncomfortable was an understatement.

"This is delicious," I said, trying to lighten the conversation between us. "Thank you again for bringing me here. I do appreciate it."

"You're acting as if me bringing you wouldn't be something I wanted to do," James replied as he caught my eye. "Are you okay?"

Shrugging my shoulders, I laugh softly to myself, "I hardly know anymore."

My comment wasn't one he was expecting, and in fact, it made him furrow his brows in confusion. "Is this making you uncomfortable being here, Becca?"

Lifting my gaze to his, I stared with wide eyes and a parted mouth. "Oh, no–no."

It was a lie, but he had been so kind to me, I didn't want to seem ungrateful by what he was giving me or how he was acting.