Wanted: Husband (ManxMan)

Chapter Nine

I was dragged into another room by Lucas when I was walking up to our room to change.

"Hey, I don't know if I can make it at tonight's dinner. Please cover up for me. I have a date." He said.

My brows met and yanked my arm back. "What did you said?"

Lucas rolls his eyes. "I have a date that's why I can't make it tonight. Maybe Rory ask for me. It's all up to you to cover me if he asks where am I."

"What date?" I ask in distaste.

"Date, Levy. Come on. Do I have yo explain? I'm going out with a woman." Oh yes, a woman. Great.

"You can't do that! You can't date anyone!" Now it's Lucas's turn to be confuse.

"Why can't I? We're not real married for you to say that I can't go out with another person."

Yes, right. I don't have the rights to stop him. And I don't have the rights, too, to get into his private life. Though, I will not allow him to be in a relationship while I am focusing on my son. He should be like me. "Not until we're done with this, you can't go out for dates. Understand?"

"No. Your mum and I never talked about this while I am acting as Rory's Papa."

"Maybe she forgot to mention it. But I am telling you now. You can't date anyone while you're on the deal." Lucas eyed me with an unreadable expression on his eyes.

"Why?"

"Because it'll bother us if you have girlfriend. You'll be having a problem with your time with Rory. And what if your girlfriend is demanding? Maybe she'll not understand what you're doing for Rory. And maybe she'll get jealous of me."

He smirks. "Or maybe you're jealous?"

I widen my eyes at him. "You bastard! Why should I get jealous?!"

Lucas looks like amused. "If you're going to admit that you're jealous, I will not go out with anyone else."

"I told you, I'm not!"

"Well then, I'm going tonight. And if you're going to stop me, that means..."

"Means what?"

"You're jealous." I was speechless.

Am I jealous?

I turn around and before I walked out of the door, I asked him, "Where are you going tonight? I mean, where's the place."

"Why are you asking?"

Why am I asking? "Maybe... Uhm... Maybe you fancy a nice restaurant then go to mine, I'll give you discount."

He smiled amusedly. "No, thanks. Our dinner will be at Friellea's. I called for a reservation there."

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Every now and then, I keep on peeking on Lucas's spot in the table across mine. It feels like I am used of his presence in front of me during dinner time. Maybe they're on the Friellea's now and maybe they're making out. Gross!

Where will they go after their dinner? Maybe to some cheap hotel? So that's why he's going home late tonight.

"Levy." Mum called.

I look at her. "Yeah?"

"You alright?"

"Alright." I look over to Rory.

"Dad, what time will Papa get home?" He asks.

"Maybe twelve." I smiled at him. "I told you, right? That he's going to finish some his paperworks for tomorrow so he's having an overtime." Overtime with a woman! Then, I thought of an idea. "Oh, Mum. Can Rory sleep with you tonight? I remember, Brittany called and she's being a drama queen again. She has a problem."