Finding His Strength (The Dirty Heroes Collection 2) by Measha Stone

Author:Measha Stone [Stone, Measha]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Black Heart Publications
Published: 2020-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

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“You’re taking me to Cavaliere’s?” Megara asked, wide-eyed, as the car pulled up in front of the restaurant.

“It’s the best restaurant in the city,” Henrik responded as his door opened.

“I know how good it is,” she muttered as he held out his hand for her. He helped her from the car and slipped his arm around her waist.

She stiffened beneath his touch, but he didn’t relent.

“Right this way, Mr. Hercules.” The hostess flashed a wanton smile in his direction and showed them to a private table on the second floor of the restaurant, overlooking the river.

“Thank you.” Megara took the menu handed to her and placed it on the table.

Henrik waved away the waitress who approached them and took his seat across from Megara. She’d twisted her hair up into a bun high on her head. While it elongated her neck, showing him the exact places he wanted to kiss and bite, it gave her a more serious look. The black dress hugged her torso, but flowed loose from her waist down.

“Don’t need the menu?” Henrik asked. She folded her hands on the menu and dazed out the window at the lights of the boats floating down the river below.

“I helped create it,” she said, swinging her gaze to his.

He leaned back in his chair. “That’s right,” he said, pretending to have forgotten. It had been the reason he’d chosen Cavaliere’s for their evening together. When she returned from her cousin’s house, a dark cloud followed over her. Oliver assured him there’d been no arguments and she’d been perfectly fine the entire afternoon. Henrik had no illusions she’d missed him during the day, or that she’d been looking forward to coming home to him.

He’d been coming down from the third floor when she’d stepped off the stairs onto their floor. She glanced up the staircase before meeting his eyes, her mouth firmly pressed into a straight line. She’d stiffened her back as though a broomstick took the place of her spine and walked past him to her suite.

Her chilled attitude hadn’t thawed.

“Well then.” He closed his menu and waved over the waitress waiting near the entrance of their private room. “The lady will order for us both,” he said, keeping his eyes locked on Megara.

She turned her head sharply, her mouth slightly ajar. Of course she’d be surprised. It wasn’t like Henrik to give power over, even in the case of a meal. But the silent surprise written on her face cracked some of the stone from her expression, so it was worth it.

“You want me to order?” she asked, leaning over the table a bit.

He gave a curt nod. “I don’t like fish. Other than that, you choose.”

She blinked a few times and turned her attention to the waitress. A subtle pink blush touched her cheeks, splintering even more of her hard outer layer.

“Okay.” She cleared her throat. “He’ll have the steak au poivre, and I’ll have the sole meuniere with rice pilaf.”

“Very good. Can I interest you in a bottle of wine?”

“Uh, just pair the wine with the meals please.

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