Chapter Nine
Xander
"You're crazy," Jesse says.
"Dude." Ben shakes his head.
"Uh…" Ethan stutters.
"Holy hell," Linc mutters.
"Interesting," Kennedy remarks. "Let's see it."
I pull out the small box from my inside suit pocket and hand it to Kennedy. He opens it and whistles long and low.
"Impressive. Your dad help you pick this?" Ethan inquires.
I nod. "Yeah. Him and Mrs. M."
Ben's eyes get wide as saucers. "You told them and they'reokaywith this? They're just as crazy as you are."
"Shut the fuck up," I sneer, giving his shoulder a shove.
"Yeah," Jesse agrees. "Shut the fuck up. This is Xan and Tera we're talking about. We already know they're all about happily ever afters."
I breathe out nervously. "I don't expect her to say yes, but I want her to know I'm serious. I'd marry her tonight if she'd say yes."
"My sister isn't that impulsive. Besides that, when we go out on tour, who the hell knows what's going to happen," Linc reminds me. "She's going to want to wait. I know her. No matter how much she wants to say yes, she'll be practical."
I sigh. "Sometimes I hate that."
Jesse laughs. "She's not going anywhere, man. Even if she doesn't say yes right now, she's going to eventually."
Kennedy nods his agreement. "That's a fact."
I look at the clock. "Shit. I gotta go pick her up. I'm taking Dad's Mercedes tonight."
Kennedy whistles again. "Smooth moves, Xan."
"She's worth the effort."
* * *
Ican't takemy eyes off of her. The dress she's wearing is a jade color that dips down low between her tits, giving me a pretty good show at what's underneath. The straps tie around her neck, and the length of it hugs her torso and hips, showing off her curves. I could drop to my knees. Under the flowy skirt her perfectly polished toenails peek out of black high-heeled sandals.
"You're staring again," she teases.
"I can't help it. You're fucking beautiful."
She laughs and points to her chin. "You have a little drool, right there."
I laugh with her. "I wouldn't doubt it."
"Your dessert," the waiter announces. He sets Tera's in front of her and mine in front of me, then quickly disappears. I asked for special service tonight and they've more than delivered. The double Benjamins I gave them might have something to do with it.
"Mmm," she moans.
"Baby. That's not nice."
