The music was loud, but the sound of my nervous heart roared over everything else. Uriel pulled my stool out for me and I thanked the Goddess. I wouldn’t have to worry about my dress sliding up too much if I leaned back on the seat. My phone was going out as I grabbed the menu.
“I didn’t order for you because I didn’t know what you liked,” Uriel said.
“No worries,” I said. I was too nervous to eat, but I pretended to look through the menu.
“How was the drive?” He asked.
“Good,” I whispered. I cleared my throat and repeated myself, but louder.
Uriel leaned forward. His scent filled my nostrils. I could feel his warmth at my side and I wondered why we were going through with sitting and eating. This whole “get to know each other” thing wasn’t real. Ami's words replayed—“The best way to
