Drex's gaze dragged down the roses to the candles and balloons, then to me. “Should I assume I'm getting proposed to?”
“No, I just… this is nothing but a thank you for Friday dinner.”
“Oh?” He slipped a hand in his pocket, then strode over. “Your thank yous are dangerous, you know?”
I could feel the color rise to my cheeks, especially when he was clearly biting back a smirk.
Dang it, remind me never to ask Irea to do any freaking thing.
Ever.
“Come on, the meal looks romantic, it'll be a shame to waste such, wouldn't it?” There was no hiding the charm in his tone, so I knew I had to swallow all bit of embarrassment and explain the situation before he got the wrong idea.
“This isn't what it looks like.” I ensured to keep my tone steady. “I asked Irea to get a place ready, I didn't kn
