Ilay was at Trent's office. Adrian was out getting documents from Wyatt.
Fuck how old is this restaurant, 1000 years old. I wanted to take Adrian to a nice restaurant, if I had known it looked like this I wouldn't have booked it, I'm cancelling this shit... Trent said.
Relax little brother what do you want Ilay asked.
A restaurant to take Adrian to dinner. We have been together for a week and I have only kissed him. He says I cannot touch him unless I take him to dinner Trent said.
You really need to control your high libido Ilay said.
You are one to talk, Liam is covered in hickeys everyday , Trent said.
Touché, I know a nice restaurant. I'll send you the details stop worrying Ilay said.
Thanks bro, damn it's hard dating someone Trent said sighing.
Ilay looked at his brother and laughed.
Are you laughing at my misery Trent asked.
I'm laughing at you. You are not dating, Ilay said.
What are you talking about, he is mine, body and soul, mine, has always been mine and will always be mine Trent said.
Trent, you need to put a label on what you are doing. He's yours yes but as what, a friend, a brother, a friend with benefits or a boyfriend Ilay said.
Oh... shit... I'll ask him to be my boyfriend at dinner... Trent said.
He paced nervously around his office, his heart racing with anticipation. He glanced at his watch. Adrian would be back any minute now with the documents from Wyatt. He needed everything to be perfect. Ilay had already sent the details of the restaurant—a luxurious place called La Lumière Bleu, known for its private dining rooms and breathtaking city views. He had made a reservation thanks to Ilay.
Ilay watched his brother with an amused expression. Trent, relax. You're going to sweat through your shirt.
Trent shot him a look. Easy for you to say. You aren't the one trying to figure out how to make a good impression on someone who already thinks you're an impulsive maniac.
Ilay chuckled. You worry too much, little brother. Adrian already likes you. Too much if you ask me. If it was me you had tortured I would have killed you Ilay said.
Thank God it's not you then also fuck you Trent said.
I deserved that, but you will be fine Ilay said.
Trent exhaled deeply. Yeah, yeah. Okay, I’ve got this. I just need to get through dinner and ask him to be my boyfriend.
Atta boy. Ilay grinned. You'll do fine. Just be yourself… maybe a bit less intense than usual.
Trent rolled his eyes. Thanks, for the vote of confidence, Ilay.
Adrian walked in just then, holding a stack of papers. What did I miss? Trent, you look like you're preparing for a court hearing. Is everything ok I've never seen you look like this, you are nervous.
It's nothing, just… just some stuff. He coughed to clear his throat, his nerves bubbling up. Hey, I was thinking, how about dinner tonight?
Adrian arched a brow, a playful grin forming on his lips. Dinner? Cupcake, you are always eating dinner at my house Adrian said.
Cupcake Ilay said, amused.
Trent's cheeks flushed. Stay out of this and you better keep that name to yourself Trent said to Ilay then turned to Adrian who was grinning while arranging the papers.
