Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 431

Judy’s POV

Marcus left to fetch our order, and I stared at Gavin with my mouth hanging open. Never had I imagined that Gavin Landry would be ordering such food, especially on a date. He sat back in the booth, and I could feel his eyes on me, assessing my every facial movement.

“Why are we here?” I finally asked him after what felt like an eternity of silence.

He raised his brows at me as I met his eyes; I had been dying to know why he wanted to go out with me so badly; what any of this was even about it. Why we were at my favorite restaurant and ordering greasy food that I couldn’t imagine him putting in his mouth? Food that I was convinced he’d never touched a day in his life.

“Is there a rule that we can’t have dinner together?” He asked. “I don’t remember stating otherwise.”

I narrowed my eyes at him; I hated the effect he had on me. I hated that he was finding humor in my unease.

“You know what I mean,” I murmur, my brows knitting together. “Why did you ask me out? And why are we at my favorite restaurant.”

He studied me for what felt like a long while and during that time, I could hardly breathe. His eyes poured into mine as if he were searching for the same answers to my questions. His expression was sober, and his eyes were dark as he analyzed me. He finally opened his mouth to speak, and his response was something I wasn’t expecting.

“Because you make me curious,” he told me.

I tilted my head at his response.

“I make you curious?” I asked him, not sure what he meant. “How so?”

“We’ve had a sexual relationship for a while, but we’ve never really gotten to know one another,” he explained. “Is it a problem that I want to know who I’m sleeping with?”

I nibbled on my lower lip and the darkening of his eyes made me remember his earlier words about bending me over the table and taking me right here and now. My cheeks immediately flushed, and I turned away, releasing my lip from between my teeth.

“So, you thought taking me to my favorite restaurant was a way to get to know me better?” I asked him, my voice coming out much softer than I intended.

He was quiet for a moment, his eyes scanning the side of my face. I could feel his eyes on me even though I was refusing to look at him.

“Yes,” he finally replied. “I wanted to know what kind of foods you enjoy… where you like going… the kind of environment you are most comfortable in.”

I nodded; my eyes fixed on the table in front of me.