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clothes, he still looked dressed up. He was just that good looking.
    Ethan Clarke wasn’t bad. I mean, not many women would kick the boy out of their bed, but he was no Grayson Chase. Together however, they were deadly and may very well cause a riot wherever we go. I started to wonder if this whole dinner date was a good idea.
    Then the doorbell rang. My hands started to shake. I was really that nervous. More so than I had been that morning when I was alone with him. I had no idea why, it just felt different this time.
    Jennifer answered the door and I heard Grayson introducing her to Ethan. I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room, dreading every step. When I got there Grayson stopped mid-sentence and just stood there staring at me.
    “Hi,” I said shyly.
    Ethan nudged Grayson and he finally spoke up. “Hey.”
    Jennifer looked between Grayson and I, perhaps wondering which of us were going to move but when we didn’t she spoke up. “So are we ready to go?”
    Grayson finally snapped out of whatever trance he was in. “Yeah, lets head out.” He walked up to me, grabbed my arm and led me out the door.
    Ethan did the same to Jennifer.
    “You look amazing,” Grayson said in my ear as we walked to the stretch limousine sitting in front of our house.
    “I wasn’t sure where you had in mind that we go for dinner. I hope we aren’t too overdressed.”
    “Not at all. You look incredible. Absolutely incredible.”
    I giggled. “Thank you.”
    “Where are we going?” Jennifer asked once we got inside the car.
    “We have a private dining room reserved at Quattro at the Four Seasons,” Ethan said. “Do you like Italian food?” He asked Jennifer.
    “Love it,” she said as she giggled.
    “How about you?” Grayson asked me.
    “That sounds wonderful.” I wasn’t really a big fan of Italian food but I was quite sure a place like that would have something on the menu I could eat.
    When we pulled up to the Four Seasons, Grayson’s bodyguard ushered us inside and to the restaurant. From there we were taken to a private dining room while he stood and guarded the entrance.
    Our private dining room had two small tables set up for us, so Jennifer and Ethan were at their own table, while Grayson and I were at the other. We were together, but still alone.
    That worked out perfectly because Ethan and Jennifer were so caught up in their conversation, they didn’t even seem to notice that Grayson and I were there. I couldn’t believe how well they hit it off.
    After dinner I glanced over to see Ethan leading Jennifer out the door.
    “I’m going to watch a movie with Ethan in his room. Don’t wait up,” Jennifer said over her shoulder.
    I looked back at Grayson, confused. “You’re staying at this hotel?”
    “Yes, some of the cast are staying here.”
    Before it could get any more awkward I decided I better let him know I wasn’t interested in going back to his room with him.
    “Well, it’s getting late and you have an early call time. I guess we should get going.”
    “I’ll call for the car,” Grayson said. “Sure you don’t want to order dessert before we go?”
    I giggled. “No way. I’m so stuffed. I really don’t think I could eat another bite if I had to and that’s saying something considering I don’t normally eat Italian.”
    “You don’t? Why didn’t you say something before, we could have gone somewhere else?”
    “No. It’s fine. I’m not a picky eater. I figured they would have something on the menu I liked and if nothing else I could always just eat a salad. What kind of restaurant doesn’t have a good salad or two?”
    “What kind of food is your favorite?” Grayson asked.
    “I love Mexican food. How about you?”
    “I guess I don’t really have a favorite kind of food, but I do love Mexican. Haven’t had it in forever though.”
    “There is a great place by where my mother used to live before she passed. It’s so good, I can almost taste the queso dip