Finding Me (You & Me Series Book 4) by Lyssa Cole

Author:Lyssa Cole [Cole, Lyssa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lyssa Cole Books
Published: 2021-02-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Drew

Her face glows in the warm light of the cozy restaurant as a bottle of wine and a plate of crusty bread sits between us. I should be reading the menu, deciding what to eat, but I can’t stop watching her.

Soft purple strands fall down the sides of her face when she leans forward, and I fight the urge to push them back behind her ear.

The look on her face when she saw what place I picked made my whole fucking night. I mean, how could it not? It’s the happiest I’ve ever seen her.

“What’s your favorite thing to get?” I ask as I try to focus on my menu but fail miserably.

“Hmm, so many choices. The chicken parmesan is good, but the manicotti? To die for. Delicious meatballs, too. I could rave all night.” Mable’s eyes run up and down her menu as she sips her wine. Her cheeks are already flushed red, and my eyes drop down to her lips, pouty and full. The wine stained them darker, and fuck, do I want to kiss her. My dick responds to the memory of our kiss, and I shift in my seat. Fuck, not now.

Focus on what the hell you want to eat, not your dick. Italian food is one of my favorites as well, which makes it hard to choose. I like most of the options, but I settle on their freshly made ravioli and meatballs.

“Do you like bruschetta?” Mable asks while closing her menu. She takes a piece of bread and spreads some butter on it, popping a piece into her mouth.

“Yep, let’s get some to start,” I answer just as our server arrives. Mable grins at me from across the table and nods her head excitedly.

After placing our orders, we chitchat over bruschetta and the rest of the wine until our food arrives. I order another bottle, and we dig in, the food more delicious than I imagined.

“Damn, these meatballs are so good.” I savor the meat and the flavors bouncing around my tongue. It all blends together perfectly, and I can’t stop complimenting it.

“I know, right? I remember the first time I brought Raina here. She didn’t believe me when I gushed about how good this place was. I think she was skeptical because of her mom’s Italian cooking. Which is damn good, too. But the look on her face when she took her first bite of chicken parm was priceless.” Mable offers me a bite of said chicken, and goddamn, it melts in my mouth like butter. The look on my face must say it all because she’s watching me with amusement, and says, “See?”

All I can manage is a nod, besides groans of pure food heaven.

She laughs, the sound making me feel alive.

“Yes, so fucking good,” I muse as I eat more of my own food. “I don’t care if I’m full. I want to keep eating.”

“Be careful. Don’t want a stomachache later,” Mable says as she puts her fork down and pushes her plate away.

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