Cara’s POV
I head to the date feeling a little nervous. Thankfully, I don’t see Alaric or Eamon’s car on the way. Maybe they’re already gone.
This blind date is going surprisingly well compared to the others, but somehow something feels off.
The man sitting across from me at the restaurant table is handsome in a subtle, understated kind of way. He has asked me many questions about myself so far, which is more than I can say for the other dates I’ve had. He even makes a few funny jokes.
But there’s something about him that makes me feel a bit uncomfortable. I can’t put my finger on it, can’t explain why I feel this way, but a bad feeling is there.
Maybe it’s the scent… I kind of hate the way he smells.
“What do you like to do for… fun…?” He asks me, his voice lingering on the word ‘f
