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According to my time zone its already 14 of Feb so Happy Valentines day to all of you. Hope you spend an amazing day with you loved ones.
I dedicate this chapter to all my readers. I've finished writing the book and now whenever I sit with the chapters to edit I feel like crying. It took me two years and this one is very special to me. Without your support I don't think I ever would've been able to write after wattpad took down Reserved.
I'm making no promises whether I'll write Reserved or not. Also, If everything goes right and according to my plan I'll start writing the book on Gabriel P.O.V . I have been dying to start writing.
I've thought about thee name
1. The Alpha
2. Three, two, one....zero baby.
3. My sweet boy
Which one do you prefer? I feel the third one sounds lame but never mind. Just help me out to choose. If, If you guys have any other ideas do tell me. And I will add the book cover in the next chapter.
Anyway I won't bore you ppl with a bigass Author's Note.
Read. Vote. Comment.
Pheww here we go....
Song of the Chapter: Hurts - Somebody to die for
After returning to the beach house Gabriel said he wanted to have dinner outside. So we took shower bath together. Of course there were some fondling, kissing, sucking until we both came. Then we got ready and left for the nearest Italian restaurant.
The entire way to dinner, I'm aware of the difference in Gabriel.
Gone the relaxed flirt I've been interacting with the whole day, and back the broody wolf. He's retreated inside his mind, and I want in. My problem is I don't know if Gabriel is ready to let me in.
He pull the hired Lamborghini into the small parking lot behind my favorite Italian restaurant and parks in the far back corner before turning off the ignition. When the quiet purr of the car silences and Gabriel reaches for the handle, I place a hand on his thigh to halt him.
"Hey?" Gabriel glances my way, and I give him what I hope is a reassuring smile. "You do whatever you need to do with your wife, okay? I won't interfere."
His blue eyes that flashes red briefly are narrowed on me making me aware that whatever I've just said has not been the right thing. Gabriel is pissed. "What's that supposed to mean?"
I shift awkwardly in the passenger seat. "Just what I said. I want you to do whatever you have to do for this to be right for you." I stutter and clear my throat.
