Dinner Plans

Aira stood in front of the restaurant door staring at it for a while before sighing. There was no running away from this. She was going to have to suck it up after all…

“Good evening, miss. Do you have a reservation?” Asked the hostess as Aira stepped inside,

“Yes, it should be under the name of Willam Brooks,” Aira answered internally hoping that the hostess would tell her that there was no reservation under that name.

Unfortunately, that didn’t happen.

“Righ this way, Miss. Mr. Brooks is waiting for you,” The hostess declared dashing her hopes.

Aira made her way through the tables wondering what her date would look like. Hopefully nothing like Jace. She’s had her fill of ambitious young businessmen looking for an heiress.

As soon as she reached the table, Aira knew that her concerns were so far off the mark that it was almost funny.

“You must be Miss. Aira,” Said a muscular young man wearing a turtle neck that made it even more obvious that he frequented the gym regularly, “William