Page 385 of Safe With You

He started toward the counter like that settled it, taking my hand—and me—with him.

“Where?”

“You’ll see.”

I glanced down at myself. “Ellis, I’m dressed for work.”

His eyes moved over me, slow enough that I felt the look before they made their way back to my face.

“You look good.”

“That wasn’t the question.”

“You didn’t ask one.”

I pressed my lips together, fighting the smile threatening to give me away.

“You’re irritating.”

“You love it.”

My heart stumbled.

He had no idea.

I looked at him for a second before reaching for my bag.

“Come on.”

His eyebrows lifted. “That easy?”

“Don’t ruin it.”

He laughed and followed me toward the door.

Mila looked up from the floor.

“Are we eating?”

“Yes,” Ellis said.

“Where?”

“It’s a surprise.”

She closed her book and pushed herself to her feet. “Can we get pizza?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because I already made reservations.”

Mila looked at him.

I looked at him.

“Reservations?” she asked.