Chapter 13
Destiny sighed in relief when they arrived at the restaurant. It would at least save her from babbling for a little while and hopefully now Mike would start acting like his normal self.
Mike held the door open for her. She chanced a glance up at him and saw he still looked sweaty but less nervous. She could deal with that.
“Can I help you?” The hostess asked sweetly. The girl didn’t look like she was more than eighteen. Her gaze slid to Mike, her eyes widened as big as saucers and her face paled.
“Yes, I have a reservation for six o’clock. Destiny Sheppard.” She said sharply. Honestly, people were ridiculous when it came to his size. There were NBA players that were as big as Mike. She was sure they didn’t get gawked at like they were freaks of nature.
The girl snapped out
