Chapter 8

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"Does this look good on me?" Cece asks as she steps out. She's wearing a red bodycon dress that wraps tightly around her perfect body. Like I said, she's got the dream body.

"You look stunning." I reply with a genuine smile.

"Aww, thanks Bri. I'm really nervous. Like what if he decides in the middle of the date that I'm a sloppy eater and can literally eat a whole burger the size of my head which is not very ladylike and then he tells me 'Oh hey Cece, I kinda just wanna be friends? Cool with that?" I start laughing as she makes her voice deeper to try imitate Diego's voice.

"You're overthinking it. If Diego says he wants to be friends, then he's missing out. If I weren't straight then I'd for sure date you." I say trying to calm her down.

"You're just saying that because you know it's gonna happen." She pouts crossing her arms over her chest.

"The future isn't set in stone yet. Anyway when are you going to tell me who my so-called date is? I'm tired of waiting Cece." I say annoyed.

"Just wait Bri. You'll see." She replies.

"Hmmm. Then give me a hint please?" I beg her. Why couldn't she just tell me? Like what if she decides to give me sloppy eater and can literally eat a whole burger the size of his head? That's a no no from me.

"Hmmm....let me think. Okay, he's tall, beautiful eyes, and is extremely charming. Well that's what Diego says. But Diego says he isn't charming at all. So that's confusing." Is all she says before she walks back in the bathroom. "I'm doing my hair Bri!" She shouts from the other room.

Tall. Beautiful eyes. Charming? Well there's a lot of guys who are tall. But what does tall mean? Like 6 foot or like 5'8? I really don't know. Beautiful eyes. Like the water? Or like a nice sunset color? 

I just want to get this date over with. 

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We arrive to the restaurant Diego said for us to meet at. The drive was like 15 minutes away and we were suppose to meet him at 8:00. It's 8:17. That's okay, we can be fashionably late.

"Hi Diego." Cece waves at him shyly. Aww, she's so cute when she's shy.

"You look absolutely beautiful Cece." Diego says as he gives her a kiss on the cheek. Then he turns to me. "You look amazing Briar." He says with a smile.

"Thanks." Cece and I slide into the booth. Diego and Cece are on the same side, while I sit alone on the other side. Waiting for my so-called date to arrive. "So who did you guys decide to tag along to annoy the heck out of me tonight?" I question.

"He should be here any minute. In fact, he's already here." Diego says with a smirk. Here? Already? Is he invisible because I clearly don't see him. Oh hi invisible man, are you my date tonight?

"Alec, come join us." I freeze. Did they just say Alec? As in Alec Hart? No. Why oh why? I'd rather have the invisible man as my date. I feel his presence beside me as he slips in next to me. He sits a little too close for my liking. Yet again, he's a big guy.

"What'd I miss." Alec's deep voice says bringing me out of my train of thought. I turn my head to see his eye already glued to mine.

"Oh Briar, this is Alec. You're date." Diego says. I want to strangle him right now. 

"Huh, my date? I'd rather be single." I say.

"It's just for tonight." Cece chimes in. I want to strangle them both right now.

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About 15 minutes of us deciding what to eat, our waiter comes with a notepad in hand. "Hi, I'm Adrian and I'll be serving you guys. What can I get you?" 

"He's cute." Then Adrian's eyes stray to mine. Fudge, did I just say that out loud? Gosh I'm so embarrassing. "Oh I- uh. Did I say that out loud?" I laugh nervously.

"It's cool. And I could say the same." Adrian replies giving me a wink. It's getting hot in here. Or is it just me? Suddenly I feel a large hand grip onto my thigh. To make matters worse, my dress is above my knees. Great. I turn to my side and see Alec with a fist in one hand and his jaw clenched. I'm worried he'll break his jaw if he keeps doing that.

I try to pry his hands away from my thigh but it only tightens. Geez what is his hands made of pure muscle? It's like he super glued his hand to my thigh. And his hand is way too high up my leg. It gives me some odd butterflies fluttering in my lower region. 

While Cece and Diego are ordering I sit uncomfortably with Alec's large and calloused hand on my thigh. So I decide to cross my legs, hoping that his hold will leave me leg. I cross my right leg over my left leg and to my surprise, his hand slides down off my leg. I look back to my menu and pretend as if nothing just happened.

"And for you?" Adrian asks. 

"Um, I'll have the lasagna thank you." I say and hand him my menu. When he grabs it, our hands touch the slightest bit. A blush forms onto my cheeks. What is wrong with you Briar. It's just a hand. Yeah, Alec's is just a hand too. 

And before I know it, Alec grips my thigh once again, dragging my right leg off of my left leg and back next to his. His hand placement is definitely much higher than before, and a bit more tighter. I turn my head the slightest bit to see him glaring daggers at our waiter.

"And anything for you?" Adrian turns to Alec.

He shakes his head no and shoves his menu to our waiter's chest. "I'll be back with your drinks first." He says and quickly rushes off to leave. 

Once out of sight I face Alec and slap his arm, which causes zero affect on him. "What was that about? He was trying to be nice." I say arching an eyebrow.

"He was totally flirting with you." He says trying to reason with me.

"No he was not. You're being crazy." I defend him and cross my arms over my chest. Then he leans in close to my ear, his breath tickling my neck. 

"You're my date tonight Briar, which means no man can touch you besides me." He moves away with a smirk on his face.

Oh this is going to be a long, long night.

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