A few days later, I was sitting alone in a corner booth of the cafeteria, picking at my lunch, when Drakon walked in. He spotted me immediately and strolled over, sliding into the seat directly across from mine.
"Hey," he said, leaning his forearms on the table. "There's a party tonight. One of our main suppliers is hosting, and I need to go talk to him."
I set my fork down and tilted my head. "And you need me to listen in? Catch what he isn't saying?"
"No, not necessarily," Drakon replied smoothly, his dark eyes watching my face carefully. "I just wanted to see if you wanted to come with me... like a date."
I sat up straighter, my brow pulling up in surprise. "A date?"
He gave a slight, casual shrug of one shoulder, though the subtle glint in his eyes betrayed his nerve. "Yeah. A dat
