Chapter sixteen
The next day, after work, William takes me out to a nice steakhouse.
“You look beautiful, darling.” He comments as we’re getting seated. I’m wearing a sapphire blue dress with a flowy skirt but tight bodice with off the shoulders sleeves.
“That makes one of us” I respond, but it’s a lie. He looks unbelievably handsome in a black suit and sapphire tie.
How the f**k did he manage to match me?
He lets out a deep chuckle that sends tingles throughout my entire body, including mentionable places.
“What looks good?” He asks, staring at the menu.
I shrug. “I’m probably getting the New York strip steak.”
He smiles. “I’ll probably go with the fillet minion.”
“I don’t care.” Is my short response. He slams down the menu and looks at me.
“I am really trying, Artemis. But
