Addicted

Chapter 49.

How could I be with this man when I hardly know anything about him.

I take off my jacket and place it by my side. I watch as Zac's eyes travel down to my chest and then back up. I gave myself a mental pat on the back when he does, glad that I wore this tight dress.

"What?" he asks me, not doubt because I was pouting now.

"I feel like I don't know anything about you," I tell him.

"Ali..." he sighs. "You already know me so well."

"Not well enough." I look up at him through my eyelashes.

"You can ask me anything," he says.

"Okay, well... what made you want to study a Bachelor in Pharmaceutical Science?" I ask. I was bewildered.

"Well, I've always been interested in how drugs affect the body," he shrugs. "Plus, it's nice to help people," he tells me with a small smile. I shake my head, frustrated in myself for not knowing this. "Not to mention, I am terrific at biology and chemistry," he smirks.

I continue drinking my glass of wine, almost finishing it all when our food came and we both thanked the waitress.

"This looks so bloody good," he says to the food and I smile. We dig into the food and I practically moan when the fork full of spaghetti hits my tongue.

"Tastes just as good!" I say.

"Good, hey?" he says, and I moan my answer over the food.

"So, tell me, where you going to keep the fact that you're studying to be a pharmacist from me?" I ask and he laughs.

"I'm sorry you didn't know, but I just didn't think it was important."

"Anything you do is important to me," I confess to him and watch his smile grow. "I want to know everything about you."

"I'm really good at math," he shrugs, and I laugh.

"Anything else I should know?"

"I once broke my arm when I was six," he says, and his smile is large. I burst out in laughter.

"How did that happen?" I laugh and take a sip of my wine.

"I was on my bike with a bunch of my friends and we were travelling down this hill... long story short, I lost control and landed into someone's front yard." He uses his hands to tell the story and I sat there mesmerised. His eyes were lost in thought and he was laughing. If I could I would pause this moment in our lives, only to watch him laugh over and over again. "Have you ever broken a bone in your body?" he asks, taking a large drink of his wine.

"Nope and I don't intend to." I tip my glass towards him.

The effects of the wine were hitting my stomach, letting a wave of warmth travel throughout my body, but every bite of my food, made the warmth I felt inside of me dim a little. We both finished our food and when a waitress came by to get our empty plates, we thank her.

"Did you enjoy it?" he asks.

"Of course," I say and watch his eyes light up. "This restaurant truly is a gift from God." I watch him laugh.

"This would have to be my most favourite dish in the whole world," he says and nods.

"I know," I smile.

"Should we finish off the rest of the bottle?" he says, looking at the bottle of wine. "And by we, I mean you, cause I'm driving."

"I think so," I tell him, and he refills my glass with the red wine, I finish it and he refills it again. "Are you trying to get me drunk?"