25

Demi’s pov

I could hear Dmitri's greetings while he exchanged pleasantries with Bopha and Elara.

I sat still twisting my fingers with a nervous feeling crawling in my belly at the prospects of how the date would go.

Harlyn had been silent as well as she couldn't stomach going out with another man that wasn't Eros and even when I tried to make her see that he didn't want us, she was all up in her head and insisted that there was more to his unacceptance but I didn't believe that and I wasn't going to let a man tell me yet again that he had no interest in me for multiple times now.

"You can come out now," Bopha called at me from the sitting room and I got up with Haris holding onto my finger while I made my way there.

I entered with my head bent, eyes trained on my feet as I walked staring at the straps of my sandals as I was too scared to look up.

"Well, aren't you gorgeous?" He was before me in an instant and Haris let go of my hand, he took that hand and brought it to his lips again,