Chapter 42

Keira

Dinner with Ethan in a fancy restaurant is everything I’d ever imagined. At first, I was intimidated, terrified, even of being in such a place but Ethan’s warm touch at the small of my back eased all of my concerns. His touch seems to say, ‘I’m here.’

And that at any moment that I feel uncomfortable, I’m sure Ethan would be more than happy to take me away.

We were ushered through a private entrance, and then to a private room where the ambiance was romantic, to say the least.

“I hope everything is to your liking?” Ethan asks as he sips his red wine.

“I did! Thank you, Ethan,” I say as I dap a napkin on the corner of my mouth to make sure none of the delicious pasta sauce was clinging on. “When did you even have time to prepare all of this? I mean the reservations? The dress and shoes?” I let out an impressed huff as I shake my head in disbelief. I never thought that Ethan would be capable of something like this.

I’ve seen interviews and paparazzi photos of him and previous fling