After resting her legs back on the bed, Yernia glanced at him as if she suddenly remembered something. “Oh, right. Do you know a nice restaurant, Cassian?”
“Restaurant?”
“Yes, I’m going to go eat.”
Yernia’s meetings were somewhat limited.
It was valid for both the Cilliards’ and the Lecardos’ since they only associate themselves with a few other people.
Despite Yernia’s constant participation in book clubs, she hadn’t engaged in making connections either.
“Are you seeing Evan or Seria behind my back?” Cassian asked.
Yernia shook her head no.
“No. You and I aren’t dating anymore. Oh, press it hard over there, Cassian! Yeah, there—”
Cassian gently pressed the part which Yernia liked to be massaged.
“I’ll make a reservation.”
“Thank you, Cassian. Please do. The restaurant must be nice and comfortable.”
“How many people will be there?”
“It’s just a dinner for two. Do you think seafood would be good?”
“You can eat whatever you want.”
“I want to know what you think.”
Why was she asking about them?
Cassian thought about it seriously while rubbing Yernia’s leg in a daze.
Was Yernia asking him out on a restaurant date?
Yernia?
To him?
Cassian couldn’t believe it.
He initially thought his wife would go with someone else, but he hadn’t caught Yernia seeing someone else so far.
Yernia wouldn’t hide anything from him, and she often talked about the people she met.
Cassian was sure she was doing this in a good way, but it would literally kill him if he found out Yernia had a man other than him.
He didn’t want to hear it for it was a burden he’d rather not carry.
“Well, I’m down for anything.” He answered curtly.
“Really? Then, please make a reservation for a good seafood restaurant.”
Cassian was even more convinced that Yernia was asking him out on a date.
Wait.
Yernia might not want a date.
Maybe she would just be there to eat as if it wouldn’t matter whether Cassian was her companion or not.
If two people eat and spend time together, that was already considered a date.
Cassian nodded, pursing his lips to suppress a smile.
He couldn’t believe Yernia had asked him out.
He couldn’t believe it.
Cassian pretended to agree immediately on purpose.
He was afraid to give his eagerness away if he started babbling for no reason.
“Oh, there! That spot hurts so much, Cassian.”
He had failed to control his strength due to anxiety.
***
For days, Cassian’s mood rose to the full.
He’d been in such a good mood lately that he might as well be flying through the roof.
“You seem to be in high spirits these days, my lord. Anything good going on?”