Racing Desires

30. French restaurant

Dean's POV:

I know Kiara's upset, that's why I need to set things a little straight tonight. Take the tension between us which Nadine has caused. That's why I booked a table for six in my favourite french restaurant in town.

I'm lucky my dad knows the owner, as it's mostly booked out a couple of weeks ahead. Especially coming with six people. I would have rather had time on my own with Kiara, but I know she wouldn't have put up with it. And she already had planned an evening out with the others anyway. I still can't believe she would have gone out with my friends, without me.

If the situation wasn't so tense already, I would have probably fully blown for that fact.

We have a table at 8pm, but as I don't want to rush too much, I decide to finish work at 5pm already. Nadine looks surprised up at me when I tell her I'm finishing work now.

"You never finish this early", she says and normally she'd be right.

"Well I have plans for tonight."

I see the annoyed look on her face, but I couldn't care less. It's not like she was doing anything productive anyway, she mainly sat in my office and was taking care of her fingernails. So nothing new really.

"Maybe if you had given me that kind of attention, I wouldn't have fucked someone else."

"Stop, I told you I don't want to talk about us anymore."

Instead of listening to one more of her annoying words, I get up and walk across to Kiara's office.

"Hey Kar, ready to finish work? I booked us a table at eight but I thought if we want to get ready and everything, we should finish work early today. This way we don't need to rush."

She looks up at me and simply nods. Her being so reluctant and uneasy hurts. And I know too well I brought this down on us. Hopefully some time out with our friends tonight, will help ease up the situation a bit. While we were working together this morning things were nearly normal between us, but Nadine's appearance during lunch break killed all the mood.

Although I try my best to act normal on our way home, I can feel the distance between us. This was the thing which worried me the most, the moment I knew Nadine would be working with us again. My dad is fuming about it too.

The music Kiara chooses during our car ride, show me just how pissed she is. From fuck you over all kind of rap songs which are full of pain, anger and hatred and she sings them all along at the top of her lungs. Well if that's what she needs right now to blow it off, so be it.

Reaching home, she wants to shower on her own. I think this rejection hurts even a little more than when she tried to throw me out of her office today. In the office we were both mad and arguing, now her voice simply sounded exhausted and hollow. Calm angry Kiara is definitely harder to deal with.

This isn't the way we are. We are explosive and passionate when we argue or someone is mad. It's in both our natures to blow up, the calmness isn't a usual way Kiara would deal with this. Hopefully our dinner tonight will be fun and she will be back to my Kiara.

The restaurant tonight isn't like overly posh, but it does belong to one of the upper-class restaurants. So I decide to go with a black jeans and a modern black button up shirt. It's classy but not so overdone, like I have to wear at work.

Instead of pestering Kiara in her bedroom, I decide to wait in the livingroom. As soon as I see Kiara, my heartbeat speeds up, my jaw drops, my breath hitches and the heat in this room seems to be rising immediately.

The dress she's wearing isn't anything that unusual, but damn does it look hot on her. It's a dark blue mini stretch dress with a waterfall cleavage. It ends only a couple of inches underneath that perfect shaped ass. Even with her being a little smaller, in that dress and with those red patent high heels she's wearing, her legs look endless long. Beautiful legs I love best wrapped around me. And those sinful lips are tinted in a red matching her shoes.