CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
ANURAK’S POV
Should I have gone with something more formal? Because I certainly feel very underdressed right now. I’d gone for casual, thinking that maybe this dinner was nothing more than just two guys trying to bury the tension between us. I just didn’t expect he would book-out an entire rooftop part of some very fancy restaurant in the city.
“Why did you book this place out?” I eventually questioned. He took my coat, giving it to the receptionist.
“Because I wanted some privacy with you,” he shrugged and that small movement, along with that smile on his face had my breath caught in my throat. Why was he becoming less of the jerk I met and more of the man I’d want more than just some drunk kiss with?
“But why?” I persisted, taking a seat in the middle of the hotel
