Chapter 27
We pulled up to the restaurant and today luck was on my side because the parallel parking in front of the restaurant had two open spaces, allowing me to pull right into a parking spot. We all got out and went into the crowded restaurant.
The host sat us near the back on the left side next to the wall. Ambrosio immediately took the seat next to Keegan, forcing me to sit next to Dario. I took a seat against the wall and looked over the menu. A man approached our table with four glasses of water and introduced himself as our waiter, he told us he would give us a few moments to look over the menu then he walked off to check on another table. Ambrosio leaned into Keegan and asked her what she wanted to eat. They were cuddled close to each other and seemed to be in their own bubble.
Being happy hour, the choices for food were few. I figured if Ambrosio and Keegan were going to share, then Dario and I could share one. To get Dario’s attention, I touched his leg and asked,
“Do you want to share an appetizer with me?”
He shifted in his seat and I took my hand back. I leaned in close so I could share my menu with Dario and I glanced down and saw he was trying to hide an erection and arousal flooded through my body in the form of goosebumps. Dario asked me if I was cold and I looked up into his dark blue eyes, I bit my lip and gently shook my head. Dario turned his attention back to the menu and I tried to do the same but the stiffness in his pants made it hard to concentrate on the plastic menu in my hands. Dario asked,
“Do you think croustillant de reblochon looks good?”
I quickly tried to find it on the menu and read over the description then looked at Dario and nodded at him. He absentmindedly ran his fingers through his hair as he asked me what I wanted to drink. I looked over the menu again and pointed to a cocktail. The waiter approached our table again and took our order, then darted off to the kitchen. I took a deep breath to clear my arousal.
Ambrosio and Keegan were lost in each other and weren’t offering any sort of conversation. I took this opportunity to unveil the mysteries of Dario. I looked at him and asked in greek,
“Loipón, eíste apó tin Elláda, nai?”
*“So, you’re from Greece, yes?”*
Dario nodded his head and I asked,
“Poios eínai o skopós sas edó?”
*“What is your purpose here then?”*
Dario was quiet for a moment then leaned in close to me and replied,
“Gia na voithísete ti theía sas.”
*“To help your aunt.”*
Curious, I asked,
“Me ti skopévete na voithísete ti theía mou?”
*“How do you intend to help my aunt?”*
Dario shrugged his shoulders and answered,
“Tha voithíso ti theía sou me otidípote chreiázetai apó eména.”
*“I will help her with whatever she needs.”*
The idea of a strong man watching over my theía filled me with peace and happiness and I tried to hide my smile. The waiter dropped off our drinks and we all raised our glasses. I took a sip of my cocktail and the contents immediately made me feel a little light. I looked over at gorgeous Dario and thought there's no way he’s single. I decided to torture myself and asked Dario,
“Échete éna korítsi píso sto spíti?
*“Do you have a girl back home?”*
Dario looked at me and hid a grin as he took a sip of his drink and I immediately regretted my question. Now he knows I’m interested. Also, if he has a girl then I will probably go insane with jealousy, and if he doesn’t, then that would be worse.
Dario put his cup down on the table then shook his head. I quickly took a sip of my drink to stop myself from biting my lip. I bet Dario had a different girl in his bed every night. He leaned in close like he was going to kiss me then whispered in my ear,
“Pósa átoma prépei na palépso gia tin prosochí sas?”
*“How many men do I have to fight off for your attention?”*
I bit my lip and Dario shifted in his seat. I glanced down and saw his erection growing even more in his pants and arousal overwhelmed me. I opened my mouth to say something flirty but then I remembered Emiliano is who he’d have to fight. I could hear the rumbling of my internal hurricane rattle in my ears as the storm progressed from calm to viciously rising in categories at an alarming rate.
The waiter reached our table with our food then scattered off. I was thankful for the distraction and dug into the croustillant. I looked over at Ambrosio and Keegan and they were cuddled close, putting food into each other’s mouths. I looked at Dario with wide eyes and nodded my head towards them and we chuckled.
Dario picked up a croustillant and popped it into his mouth. I could feel his eyes on me as I reached for a second croustillant and took a bite. I glanced at Dario and he was looking around the restaurant so I snuck a deep breath before chugging my cocktail. I set my cup down on the table and looked over at Dario who was back to staring at me. He leaned in close and I could smell his cologne as he asked,
“Think they’d notice if we stepped out for a smoke?”
I looked over at Ambrosio and Keegan who were completely smitten with each other. I looked back at Dario, into his deep blue eyes, and shook my head. Dario rose out of his seat and offered me his hand. I took it as I rose out of my seat and he kept my hand in his as he led me out of the restaurant.