Snow Season [COMPLETE]

Chapter 72

Elijah is standing in front of you, looking like a dream, a very hot dream, carrying flowers and picking you up for your date.

Your heart is ready to explode.

How does he do it. He sweeps me off my feet every single time. God, my heart can't take it. Play it cool, Hailee, play it cool.

"Ready for our date, Miss Grey?"

"I am now, Mister Burke." Stupid hot.

You quickly put the flowers in a vase and head out. He offers you his arm and you gladly take it.

"Let's go, hot mama."

You arrive at Mood . A trendy restaurant with a very cool, sexy vibe. The good looking staff is dressed in all black. The decorations are all black and copper, every little detail is executed to perfection, they thought of everything. The letter M is embossed in the cutlery, it's embroidered on the napkins and their signature cocktails all represent a different Mood.

"This place is amazing. I feel cool just being here."

There's background music that's definitely setting the right mood. It's smooth, laid back and sensual. You hear The Weekend, H.E.R., Bishop Briggs.

"The people who came up with, and executed this concept, are brilliant. This is genius."

"I'm glad you like it."

You're sticking to virgin cocktails and Elijah is joining you to be supportive. He told you at the beginning of your pregnancy that he was gonna be supportive and that he didn't feel like drinking while you were pregnant. He definitely meant it. Throughout the whole pregnancy and even now, he drank maybe ten glasses of alcohol.

"You can have a beer or some wine or even a cocktail, babe. I don't mind."

"I don't mind either. And I'm driving so I wasn't planning on drinking anyway."

"Thank you for planning this, Elijah. We needed this. I miss them and I'm constantly wondering what they're doing but I'm not worried or concerned. And I'm having a blast!"

"I can tell, you look radiant."

"You're beaming as well!"

"That's cause I'm on a date with my fiancée and she looks fucking hot."

You grin at him and recognize that look in his eyes.

He's hungry. And not for the steak he just ordered.

"Are you hungry?" You give him a seductive look and lick your lips.

You wanna play, Hailee? Let's play. "Starving. Feels like I haven't eaten in weeks. To tell you the truth, I think I could eat all...night...long."

"I'm craving some meat myself. I haven't had a good, juicy, thick piece of meat in ages. I'm gonna enjoy it piece by piece and savor it. Make it last as long as possible."

"I can already taste all the juices." He licks his bottom lip and swipes his thumb over it.

Slowly. You feel your body heating up. Your heart is pounding in your chest. You swallow hard and continue your little game.

"I bet it'll be so good I just can't get enough. I would even say that I'm craving it so bad, I've been dreaming of this meat for days now. All night. Every night. I can taste it on my lips, I can feel it on my tongue. I can feel it sliding down my throat when I swallow it."

Oh my fucking shit. Don't come, Elijah, don't come, don't come, don't come.

I swear to god, I'm gonna come right now.