Endless Addiction | Completed

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Analia Rayne ||

Finally, we arrive at a very nice restaurant.

Like very nice.

Ryder holds his hand out for me to grab, as I jump out of the Jeep.

The other guys come out of the other car and follow behind, as we walk to the entrance.

"Bianchi," Gio tells the reception outside.

"Right this way."

We all follow behind her and enter the restaurant. Holy shit. This isn't any ordinary restaurant this is a restaurant. There are high ceilings with long hanging lights coming down.

We come out from the back doors of the restaurant, that lead outside to their outdoor dining. That's on a deck, facing a beautiful lake.

This place has to look amazing when it gets dark.

We all take our seats at the table as the receptionist's hands out the menus. "Someone will be right with you shortly," she says walking off.

Gio's eyes linger behind her as she walks away. I snap my fingers in front of his eyes, snapping him out of his haze. He looks at me with a "what" face and I just shake my head at him.

Gio is sitting at the head on one side of the table and Lincoln sits on the opposite. I sit next to Gio on his left and Ryder on my left. Apollo sits next to Ryder and Elijah and Anderson sit on the other side of the table, across from us.

"I'm surprised you let me sit here, Ry," Gio says playing with the butter knife.

"What do you mean?" I ask.

"Usually, Ryder likes sitting at the head of the table but today seems to be different," Elijah says.

"Just found another seat I like to sit, instead," Ryder replies.

"Mhm."

Hmm, I wonder why...

Before I could put my input our server comes to our table asking for our drinks. Soon after bringing our drinks, she asks for what we will be eating. We don't order appetizers since we already had some back home and just get straight to the entrees.

I end up ordering this pasta and meat sauce. I don't remember what the rest ordered.

But again whatever they ordered had big names.

I just stuck with pasta to not have to struggle saying their names. I'll save myself from the embarrassment.

Ryder is starting to have this habit of having his hand on my thighs. He's done at least three times and the third time hasn't moved it since.

The food arrives after 20 mins, that's when then he removes his hand to grab his plate of food.

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25 minutes later.

"Name one thing you wanted to be when you were a kid?" I ask Ryder.