Chapter 32

Hannah

“I don’t know if eating at this restaurant is the best idea,” I peer out through the tinted. window from Tobias’s limousine. He went all out and had a driver take us here.

“Why not?” Tobias asks from behind me. He is also staring at the fancy restaurant and the beeline outside it.

“Because I’m not the type of girl to order oysters, eat a little, and leave most on my plate like all you wealthy people do. I’m a hungry woman, and honestly, I like comfort food.”

Tobias leans closer to me, speaking in a sultry voice. “This place is all about comfort food. It might be fancy with real chefs, but they have burgers, pizza, and a chocolate milkshake that is to die for.”

I swear my heart stops in my chest, and I whisper excitingly. “Why is the chocolate milkshake to die for? What makes it special?”

“They take an entire chocolate cake…”

“Yes…?”

Tobias’s tone goes lower. Leave it to him to make talking about food sound sexy. “And throw it into the mixer…”

At this point, I’m getting turned on, and I’m not sure if it’s the milkshake or Tobias doing it, probably both. My curiosity is growing, and I NEED to know what they do with this milkshake to keep Tobias talking.

I squirm in my seat, whispering, “Go on… don’t make a girl suffer… tell me, tell me what else they do to the chocolate cake!”

He chuckles. “They mix it with ice cream and milk until the cake becomes the milkshake. It has chunks and pieces of chocolate in it. It’s basically diabetes served in a glass with a straw.”

I take a deep breath and make up my mind. “I have to eat here.”

I’ve already booked us a table. We can skip the line and everything.” Happiness is bulling inside

“Fries.”

I

dip sauces, lots of

I’m dripping wet and SWEATING. Somebody better call 911 because there

and burning up inside this car. I can’t wait to order

face Tobias. “Well, what are we waiting for? We HAVE to go

“Oh, but I thought you said

my mind!” I open the door and

closes the door and teases me some more. “If you were born an animal, you would be a cute

compliment or

cross my arms over my chest. He can’t think I look intimidating because he stifles a

back up. “Why

of anything

It was an insult!

“You will get away with that insult this time… only

in line to get inside. A guard lets us pass, and once inside the restaurant, a waiter’s face lights

Ford!” we are taken to our table. It’s on the top floor, away from some

see something I hadn’t hoped for: my mom is sitting by one of the tables, and she isn’t in

had me in her twenties and is in her forties, but

people and all-we will all grow old and turn grey. But my mom? Is

Ugh…

this her cheating on

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