#Chapter 69 – Taco Tuesday

Ivan laughs a little and shakes his head, coming forward to take me by the arm. “I’m sorry, Fay,” he says, and I look up to see real apology on his face. “I shouldn’t have said that – you look beautiful.” I’m still blushing, though. I never should have worn this dress. “Come on,” Ivan says, wrapping an arm around my shoulders and nodding his head towards the restaurant. “Let’s go get something to eat.” I stop in my tracks, though, realizing – quite suddenly – that I don’t want to go in there. I don’t want to go to another mafia hotspot, the place Daniel took me because his daddy has connections here, where Ivan was able to get a last-minute reservation because he, too, has connections. Kent sent me on this date, but I get to decide what happens from here on out. In the end, I’m in control. Ivan looks down at me, curious about my pause, but I flash him a big smile. “Actually,” I say, eager. “Do you want to go somewhere else?” He cocks his head, curious. “I thought you wanted t