Henrique parked in the shopping mall parking lot and took a deep breath before getting out. He definitely didn't like those places; it wasn't his style. While the place was full of men in suits or in clothes he found strange and fanciful, he was wearing what he liked: a casual shirt, jeans, and boots. Only when he looked at Nina did he realize she might feel uncomfortable with the way he dressed, knowing that society held prejudices. His big beard and long hair didn't help; he looked like a rustic, solitary lumberjack, which is exactly what he was.
"Nina, will you feel uncomfortable walking with me by your side? I know I wasn't your choice."
She gave him a genuine smile.
"I would love to hold hands with you; I've never experienced this before. It's like going on a date."
He pulled her
