Declan’s POV
The rest of the afternoon had gone by way too slowly, especially once the girls had stolen my mate away to get ready for our date.
I spent my free time shaving and having yet another shower before choosing a dresser pair of jeans, a navy button-down dress shirt and slipping on my boots and leather jacket. I didn’t bother styling my hair as the motorcycle helmet would mess it up. However, the thought of my bike stopped me dead in my tracks. What if she didn’t like bikes? Crap, I should have checked with her earlier, but maybe I could borrow one of the cars if she did have a problem with them.
I went downstairs and was pacing in front of the stairs waiting for Emmy to come down.
When I caught Dante staring at me with a big grin on his face, I glared at him, “What?”
“Nothi
