Dermot cut up a few bites of steak as he gazed at Kate. He definitely  like her a whole lot. She was interesting and so pretty. Sometimes he even had an urge to run his hand through her hair yet something held him back. his mind came back  to the meal when the waitress spoke.<br/>"Yes, dear, that would be nice. The meal is excellent. My compliments to the chef." He answered the waitress. He smiled and winked back at Kate.<br/><br/>He was going to enjoy this last year before being thrown to the female den. Just the thought of being with so many females that were looking for a male with a good title was very intimidating to him.