22 Our Date

~Summer~

I could not believe Sebastien was taking me on a date, and he called me a Butterfly. I didn't know how to feel about it. I was nervous, excited and afraid.

I feared I might mess things up for us here if things got bad. Even though they offered a good settlement should there be a fallout, I like the environment for us. The children were happy, and there were prospects for the younger ones to be adopted.

Winter and I can start our baking business again, maybe not full-time, but it will be attainable. The market is good, and it means we might be able to expand.

The possibilities were endless, and because of it, I was afraid that hanging out with Sebastien like this would mess things up. I couldn't shake off the fact that he was mine or supposed to be mine.

The ride was somewhat silent until we got into the city.

He slowed down and stole a glance at me. He was a bit playful compared to the last time I saw him. It was as if he had let his guard down.

"Have you eaten?" He