Summer POV

Why did I agree to dinner again? Right, I was starving and anything to do with food sounded like paradise! Now I’m wearing a black dinner dress that I feel is over the top and Ellen’s going to make a snarky remark about it.

“Stop fidgeting with your dress. It’s sexy.” Ezra gripped my hand and planted it on his thigh.

“That’s the problem it’s too much.”

“Says who?”

“Of course, you don’t think so you’re my mate.”

He put the car in park. Ellen and her ...