Kiss An Alpha novel Chapter 23

"Hey Kieran?" Mason had recovered, and I had to admit I was a little frightened when his alarmed expression turned mischievous.

"Hm?" I hummed hesitantly, narrowing my eyes in Mason's direction.

"I have a friend on the Cheerleading team-Maria," he trailed.

"And...?"

"And rumor has it, she likes you," Mason smirked "but you didn't hear it from me. Anyways, she was wondering if you'd want to do a little double date with Cella and I. What do you say?"

"No."

I figured that was the end of the conversation, but Mason's still-confident expression told me it wasn't.

"Wait, it could be a good idea," Marcella chimed in. I felt my jaw drop as I stared at her.

"What?" I hissed. "Cella, since when do you like the cheerleaders? Back me up here, come on."

"Oh, but I've heard that Maria is the nice one out of the lot of them," Marcella put her hands together in a begging gesture. "Please, K? I could really use a girl friend, there are way to many guys in my life right now, and not enough ladies, what with Deborah gone. I know you don't do double dates, or dates in general, but do this one for me, please?"

I laughed nervously. "Um, Cella," I stalled, trying to think of a solid argument. I straightened in my seat as one came to mind. "I'm gay, remember?" Sure, Mason knew that I wasn't gay, but Cella didn't know that he knew.

Marcella's eyes widened as she remembered our little lie. "Oh, right," she laughed unconvincingly, "I forgot."

"Nonsense, you told me you weren't really gay," Mason said, shooting me a big fat fake smile.

Marcella furrowed her eyebrows in evident surprise. "You did?"

Well. I guess she knew now.

Why did I think that would work?

"Oh, ha-ha," I said through gritted teeth. "Yeah, I totally forgot. Who's feelin homo? Not this guy! Kieran Callisto is my name, and being hetero is my game. King of the hets, they call me. Ha ha."

The disappointment receded from Cella's expression and she grew excited again. "Well then, you'll go, right?"

Luckily for me, she and Cella got along right away. During the car ride they paid more attention to each other than their dates, which meant that I didn't have to talk to her too much.

Unluckily for me, that left Mason as the only person to talk to. Needless to say, we didn't do much talking. Or any.

The restaurant we went to was pretty fancy, so we all had to dress nice. And, as much as I hated to admit it, Mason looked really good in a blazer. I had two beautiful women I could be focusing on, but my eyes kept trailing back to him.

I swear, they had a mind of their own.

When we got to the restaurant, the girls went into date mode and Maria, to my despair, gave me her attention. I didn't have anything against her, but she was flirting with me a lot-since this was a date and all-and it made me uncomfortable. The worst part wasn't Maria flirting with me though. It was Mason and Cella.

I would never say it out loud, but I was jealous. Watching Mason and Marcella act like a couple made my insides burn with envy, and the worst part was, I wasn't sure who I was jealous of.

When the waiter came around to take our orders and I said that I didn't want anything, Maria turned to me worriedly.

"Oh, are you sure?" She asked, putting a small hand on my arm. I fought the urge to shrug it off. "If money's a problem, I can pay for your meal," she offered.

She was so nice, I actually felt kind of bad for going on this date with her. She probably thought I was into her. "No, money's not a problem," I reassured. "I didn't realize we were going out to eat until like thirty minutes before we left, so I just ate a really big dinner. I'll still help with the bill, though."