No matter what Wilder did the tightness in his chest would not go away. It shouldn’t be like this; this should not be a reaction he was having. He shouldn’t feel this anxious about the fact that he had to go out to some fancy restaurant with his father and his father’s fiancé. The same fiancé that he just happened to be spending a bit of time in bed with. That of course was something they kept pretending wasn’t happening or at least Anika was. It was as if she tried to deny it was happening, until of course it happened again. Wilder was very much wishing it would happen again, maybe even tonight after he had to watch his father fawn all over her all night. That was why he was feeling the way he was and it was exactly why he was going to have a date of his own for this dinner. Wilder came downstairs dressed and ready for dinner. He had made sure to put on his best fitting dress pants with a form fitting white button up shirt, something he knew he looked good in and hoped Anika would notice as well. Waiting for his guest to arrive he walked into the kitchen, pouring himself a drink to kill time.
