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A restaurant with a valet? This place is even snazzier than I originally believed

Xander guides ht to the hostess

“Reservation for Kincaid,” he tells her

She looks at us questioningly, probably noting our young age, before her gaze drops to the list “Ah, here you are” She turns sharply on her heel and expects us to follow

My heels clack against the blackover the white walls and chro out of a Bond movie

The restaurant is large, with ned so they seem relatively private, and the kitchen is viewable to the eating area through a thick glass wall

She leads us to a table near the kitchen in a prime spot to watch all the action

Xander pulls out my chair for me and I mumble a thank you

“Enjoy yourus our menus

I take theout ofto have to sell a kidney to be able to afford this meal”

He chuckles “Nah, I got it Don’t worry” And then he winks, fucking winks at uess to hi his hard-earned money on a meal this expensive

“Xander—” I start

“Thea,” he says my name the same way I said his “Don’t worry about it,” he assures ht and not worry about the little things”

I press ether and say no more A waiter comes and we both order water and Xander also requests a bottle of wine I’m surprised when the waiter doesn’t card either of us—Xander’s legal, but I’

By the time the waiter returns, I’ve picked out a pasta meal that I can’t even pronounce and definitely can’t spell, but it sounds good so that’s what matters