Forty one

The restaurant was empty and they were seated in the middle table of the room. She looks around again for the third time—she wasn’t just nervous that they were outside their kind, she was worried being the only ones there.

A waiter soon came out from the kitchen and took their order and left. She looks at Kendrix to find out he was already staring at her. His eyes were mixed with admiration and earnestness.

“I booked the whole restaurant for the night,” he says—his arms were crossed over his chest as he bored his eyes into hers. She lets out a heavy sigh which made him to chuckle.

“Why did you do that?” She asked curiously.

Laugh?”

He just rented the whole restaurant for the night and he really thinks that she was worried about him laughing over something silly?

He shrugs when she gave a pointed look. “I love my privacy and I know you wouldn’t be comfortable being around outcasts.”

A smile escapes her lips and she nods her head. That’s one of the most considerate things he has eve