Ellis tapped his fingers on the bar top, the edges of his mouth turned down in a subtle frown. I twisted my napkin in my lap, waiting for him to scold me or something. It was the first time where I felt like Ellis was a parent about to punish me.
And I needed to be punished! I'd been so stupid to think I could pull off an 'innocent' date without hurting Ellis or Paul.
"I…" I lifted my eyes and Ellis's stern face shut me up immediately.
I chewed the inside of my cheek and shifted from side to side on the barstool. I wanted him to say something, anything!
Just when it felt like the silence would stretch on forever, Ellis waved the bartender over and closed out his tab. I stole a glance, hoping he was ready to talk.
Ellis beckoned me with his hand. "Come with me," he ordered.
I swallowed hard as his deep, commanding voice swallowed me. Unable to control myself, I slid off the barstool and followed him. He didn't look directly at me, but he reached behind himself and grabbed my wrist
