Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 437

I want Lilly to fall in love. Deeply and overhead in love with someone someday. I hate that Liam died, and I still miss him, but if we had stayed married, I would have destroyed Lilly’s image of marriage and love.

But aren’t you doing the same thing right now? You entered into a contract marriage after all. A pesky voice says in my head.

Pushing those thoughts away, I focus on Lilly just as Gabriel walks into the room. He stops dead in his tracks when his eyes land on me. His mouth falls open, and he looks like he’s completely stopped functioning.

“You are going to catch flies if you keep your mouth open, daddy.” Lilly tells him while giggling.

I smile when he tries to pull himself together.

“You look beautiful, Harper,” he says, swallowing.

“Thank you.”

My three friends were right about the dress after all. Gabriel’s eyes were tracing my curves in an appreciative manner.

“We should get going,” I mumble. I press my lips together to stop myself from laughing at his reaction.

Clearing his throat, he pulls himself together. “Yes. We don’t want to be late for our reservation.”

After bidding Lilly goodnight, we leave.

The drive to the restaurant is silent. It wasn't an awkward silence even though I was full of nerves. It is a comfortable kind of silence. The kind you don’t need to fill with awkward chatter.

Gabriel drove us, and there is just something about a man as formidable as Gabriel driving that gives me butterflies.

It doesn’t take us long to get to the restaurant Gabriel had reserved. After parking the car, he comes around and opens the door for me. With a hand on my lower back, he guides us to the restaurant.

One look at Gabriel and the matron shows us to our table which was situated in a private area.

“I don’t really know what to do, now that we are here,” I say nervously once we are seated. “What do people do on first dates?”

“They get to know each other,” he answers.

“Okay, so we can start with something easy, what’s your favorite color?”

“Well, Harper, that’s exactly what I want to do,” his voice is deep and husky, and I can’t help but wonder how that vibration would feel against my clit.

The air becomes charged, and I swear his eyes darken. The sexual tension that fills the room makes me tighten my legs in an effort to stamp down my desire.

Maybe agreeing to this date was a terrible idea. I should have thought things through.

What am I supposed to say to that? His words left me speechless. I could barely think straight as I tried to stay calm and keep myself collected.

“Is that all you want, Gabriel?” I ask once I have my desires under control. “Is sex all you want or is it what you hope to gain from this date?”

His grins falls, and his brows furrow in a frown. Before I can stop him, he grabs my hand and holds it in his warm hands.

“I’ll be honest with you, Harper,” he begins, “Right now all I can think about is your curvy naked body under mine, and my dick buried deep inside your warm heat. But no, that’s not all I want from you and that’s not what I hoped to gain from this date.”

Cue in my vagina clenching at the image he painted.

Why the hell did he keep catching me off guard? This was supposed to be a straight forward date, but somehow, he was changing the rules.