Chapter 19: Seated

His tongue was sharper near the tip and it slid against mine seductively. He felt every part of my tongue before sliding against it at a rhythm as if he was fucking my mouth with it. I couldn't believe how big and long his tongue was and it seemed like it was getting longer. After a few more moments, he pulled away from the kiss, leaving me paralyzed and out of breath. His face stayed close to mine as he whispered to me. "You look absolutely stunning. You wore black as I asked. I will not let that go unrewarded." I was so embarrassed I couldn't respond. That was my first kiss. 

He had stolen it and now I was addicted. I wanted more of his mouth, but I knew that if I kissed him again I would be in deep trouble. Who knew what I would've let him do to me? It was for the best that we stopped when we did. Levy pulled away from me and began to drive back onto the road as if he hadn't sent me into a spiral of pleasure. He rested a hand on my thigh, sending more heat waves through my skin. I was afraid to move so I stayed as stiff as a board until we arrived at the restaurant. 

The restaurant was just as classy as the clothing store, with chandeliers and fancy tables. I looked around the building in awe as Levy guided me. I noticed that he took every opportunity to hold my hand and touch me in any way he could when we weren't in the car. Even in the car, he still caressed my thigh like it was precious to him. I shouldn't have been so surprised, since he did give me a fair warning before the date. However, I still couldn't get the tingles to leave my body despite how much he was touching me.

We approached the hostess's podium and Levy referred her to his last name for our reservation. It was strange, I didn't remember him calling to make one in the first place. I remembered that we spent some time apart in the clothing store and he must've called then. My confusion went away and that was when I noticed the way the hostess was looking at Levy. "Of course. Your table is right this way." She somehow turned a normal sentence into a flirty one with just the sparkle in her eyes. She was dressed professionally rather than pretty, but she still destroyed me when it came to looks. 

I felt uncomfortable knowing that Levy had almost every woman in the world at his disposal. Healthy, mature women who had bodies worth drooling over. The hostess kept sneaking glances at Levy as she took some menus from the pile and led us to our table. Levy didn't seem to notice at all. He most likely did and was just pretending out of courtesy to me. This dress made me eligible to compete against all of the other girls who had their eyes on him, but it was only a facade. Eventually, I would have to take it off and remind him that I don't have what the others do. I was so confused since he had seen what I was like behind this makeup and yet he couldn't keep his hands off me. That kiss was convincing as well.

He did say he was looking for companionship. Maybe he was experimenting since I was accepting of things that the attractive women had standards for. He would probably decide that I wasn't enough for him after seeing all of the better options and push me back into the friend zone after the date was over. I wiped the painful thoughts from my mind as we approached the table and tried to focus on the now. The hostess placed the menus on the silk tablecloth and left in the direction of her podium, but not before looking Levy up and down while biting her lip. 

Levy once again acted oblivious and pulled the seat out for me. I had to hand it to him, he was on his best behavior despite all of the looks he was attracting from women at other tables. I took a seat in the fancy padded chair and expected him to take the seat in front of me. Well, he did take it, just not in the way I was expecting. The table was square so Levy could easily pull the chair across from me and place it next to me. He then took a seat and I stared at him, speechless. He grabbed my hand underneath the table and brought it up to his lips for a kiss. "Mm. Screw this menu. I might just have you for dinner."

I blushed again at his comment. Dang it. I had just managed to get my face back to its normal color again. "I-I'm not very nutritious..." I said in an attempt to distract him from my blush. He kissed my hand again, but this time on the palm. "Nonsense. You're good for the heart and the soul." I had no idea what he meant by that but I was flattered, nevertheless. "Levy, I um, these places you're taking me to are amazing, but you really don't have to go all out for me." His eyes went to me and carried seriousness with them. "I know." The certainty of his tone boomed in my head and I felt as if I had annoyed him. I immediately felt guilty but he spoke again before I could react. "Order whatever you like."

I remembered that we were at a restaurant and I picked up the menu in front of me after he did the same. All of the options were barely decipherable from how fancy they were worded, and I hoped that the numbers next to them weren't the prices. Everything was so expensive and yet the prices varied. I didn't know what to do so I recalled back to my middle school years when I learned how to ask a man what his price range was in child development class. My mother made me take it since she was dead set on grandchildren even though our lives were hell. "Um, what looks good to you?"

He shrugged one shoulder. "Everything. I think I'll order everything." My eyes popped open wide. "You're going to order everything on the menu? You can eat all that?" I decided not to mention the fact that everything on the menu would probably cost the same as buying this entire building. He gave me a small smile and set the menu down. "If you want, you can choose one of the plates I order that seems the most appetizing to you. I doubt that looking at titles makes you very hungry with your anemia. Am I right?" I nodded a little even though I was freaked out. How much money did this man make? Forget that! How big was his stomach?!

The waiter then came over to us with his notepad ready. I was silently relieved that they weren't a girl. The last thing I wanted to focus on was another woman getting within smelling distance of Levy. "And what can I get for you fine people today?" The waiter asked, joyfully. Levy took my menu from me and handed the menus to the waiter. "Everything." The waiter paused for a moment as if he wasn't sure if he had heard correctly. "Everything?" Levy nodded. "Time isn't an issue. If you could bring each meal as soon as it's ready that is preferred." The waiter gave him a nod despite the shock being frozen on his face.