I look over my menu to see her sweet face grinning at me, “I like steak,” I mumble.
“You can never go wrong with steak,” she snorts.
Craig returns with our soup and drinks. He sets them down. “Have you both decided what to have tonight?” He asks and pulls out his little notepad.
“Lenore,” I look at my mate.
“The ribeye steak,” She responds.
“How would you like it cooked?” Craig asks.
“Medium rare with the loaded baked potato,” She folds up her menu and looks at me.
Craig flicks his eyes to me, “Alpha?”
“The usual,” I fold my menu.
“Of course,” Craig grins and grabs the menus. “Enjoy your soups.”
Lenore dips her spoon into the soup, and I watch her take a sip. She lets out a pleasured moan, and I can’t help but smile and watch her continue to eat. She pauses after her fourth b
