Fated Or Accident novel Chapter 33

I grabbed a blue clutch that matched my dress, and put my phone, wallet, and ID inside of it. I wasn't going to take any chances of not having the essentials seeing as the last time I went out with Nicolas, I didn't have everything I needed and turned out married after one long drunken night. Now I'm knocked up and going on a date with the man who doesn't even know that he's the father to my child.

I heard a knock at the door and I headed over to it. Knowing it was Nicolas; I opened it and lost all air that I could possibly have. This man, Greek God of a man, was wearing casual clothes again and still taking my breath away. He had on a dark blue aeropastle shirt, khaki shorts, and tan Sperrys. He looked ready for a day at the beach and I kind of took that as a hint as to where we were going. I noticed that he was checking me out too and I decided to not let him have the benefit of catching me first.

"Take a picture it lasts longer." I said feeling like I accomplished something.

"Lame. Next time come up with something better please." He said in a joking matter. "You look stunning though Arianna. Are you ready to go?" He said putting out his arm for me to take so he could walk me out.

"Thank you and yes." I said, hooking my arm with his, closing the door, and walking out. We took the elevator down to the lobby and walked out together. He had a chauffeured Lincoln car waiting on us. He opened the door and helped me before getting in his self. He signaled for the driver to drive and we headed to our destination. We drove for about 30 minutes until we got to a gated housing department. I hope he wasn't thinking of getting anything after this date since he already knocked me tf up. Plus I'm already pregnant. Tf more could you possibly do!?

Nicolas noticed my nervousness with going on a date at probably one of his many houses.

"Trust me Ari; it's not whatever you're thinking. This is one of my beach houses. We'll rarely be inside the house." He said looking at me reassuringly. I tried to push the 'He might be a serial killer' thoughts out of my head and just relax and enjoy the night.

"I cooked most of the things we are about to eat. Trevor had to help me. I at least tried though." He said.

"I'll give you props for that."

"Thank you my lady. Now for appetizer, we have bread sticks," He said taking the top off each tray. "Um salad, and a tomato soup. For main course we have chicken Alfredo or spaghetti. And for a desert, a delicious apple pie." He said taking off the top for the last food choice.