Willow POV
Heat flared in his eyes as his gaze swept over me from head to toe. My mouth went dry. Finally, he snapped out of it and stood tall to greet me. “Willow.”
I cleared my throat. “Damian.” The door closed behind me with a click, and I turned to lock the deadbolt. When I faced him again, he had a hand out towards the steps. “After you.”
Even with my back to him, I could feel him staring as we walked down the stairs to the parking lot. Ivy was preening in my mind, obviously pleased with our mate’s response. I was not so sure how I felt about it. This bond was becoming a problem.
"You look beautiful tonight," he said. Then he cleared his throat, looking down the road. "Where would you like to eat?"
"There's really only one place unless you want diner food. Giorgio's, just down th
