#Chapter221

“Dinner first, that after. There’s something else…” The pang of nerves hits me in the stomach like a kick again and that little shiver of anticipation that this is a bad idea. Arrick, as always, in tune to me, senses the change and the crease of concern hits that perfect brow.

“What’s wrong?” He catches my chin and turns my nose to his, a hairs breadth apart so he can study my face and try and work out why I am being cagey. “What is it?” He looks immediately worried and I kiss his nose, untangling from him with a breezy smile that’s supposed to lighten the tension, but...