Steak and Flirting? Pt2

I stare at myself in the mirror, I look good. Apart from my scars of course. “You’re beautiful Akira, and maybe with the more information we get I can learn to heal you fully,” Star says. I wonder if I really would want my scars healed now. I feel like they show I’m a survivor, which makes me hate them a little less. “You are a survivor,” Star says. “We are survivors,” I add. “I wouldn’t be here without you, and you went through just as much as me,” I sigh. It’s the part of my story I’ll never forget, but it doesn’t mean I’m going to let it define me. The more I learn about my life, the more I’ll be in control of it. There are villains in every story, but I won’t give them more than a chapter in mine. I quickly use the washroom and let the cold water run on my hands for a while trying to cool down before going back out there.

As I sit down back at the table I notice there’s a desert in front of my seat. The tiramisu looks absolutely delicious and has my full attention. “I ordered the best desert we have on the menu,” Noah says, “I took a chance thinking you might have been a coffee lover in your past life.” He guessed correct, and I’ve been seriously missing my iced caffeinated drinks. “You seem to know a lot, Mr. Alpha” I state not taking my eyes off the desert, “Is that a requirement for your…job? Duties? Title? I’m not really sure how it works,” I say and stuff a huge bite into my mouth.

“Mmmmm oh my god Noah, this is so good,” I moan out loud. My eyes snap to his realizing what I just said could be taken in a very, very wrong way. He’s holding back a smile and I’m grateful he doesn’t comment on it. “I’m glad you like it,” he says to me. “And to answer your question yes, it is part of being Alpha to know and notice everything,” his eyes drop to my lips.

“Did you want any?” I ask him trying to keep a normal conversation going, holding up some of the desert on my spoon. “Are you offering to feed me little wolf?” He arches a brow and my eyes grow wide. “Oh I-“ I start to protest but he reaches over and grabs my wrist and pulls my hand over the table until the spoonful reaches his mouth. His eyes on me the whole time as I feed him the bite of tiramisu.

I sit back down stunned. “Do you like it?” I ask, not knowing what else to say after what ever that was. “More than I should,” he replies. My eyes drift to his lips as he speaks and I have to work hard to tear my gaze away and return back to eating the desert in front of me. “Do you always flirt and take new recruits on dates, or am I just super special?” I ask not able to keep the words from flying out of my mouth. He laughs, “Is this a date?” he asks. And I immediately regret saying anything. I can feel the blush rising on my face. “No,” he says finally, “I don’t and yes, you seem to be very special Akira.” I look up instantly when I hear my name, liking too much how it sounds being said by him. Star is purring and I try to shut her out as much as possible. “Not the time or place Star!” I yell down the bond.