Tyra POV
Alpha orders our food, and we talk as we wait. He is intelligent and intriguing. The way he looks at me when he talks to me makes me feels wanted and special. His kindness is refreshing and something I have not experienced before with a man. It is hard for me to believe that the Alpha is like this with me. I have no idea why he is so interested in me.
There is a knock on the door. “Room service,” the manly voice beckons from the other side of the door. Michael kisses me before he goes to the door. He opens the door to let the man in with our food. He wheels in a small table with our food covered.
“Just slide it out in the hall when you finish your meal, sir,” the man says. Michael tips him and walks him out of the room.
I open the curtains of the large balcony door to let th
