I regained myself and walked towards her and handed the flowers to her, I could feel my face turning red. “You look so beautiful, Zahra”. She collected the flowers and smelt it. “It’s lovely, thank you”.
I led her to her chair and helped her to draw it out.
She chuckled lightly “still a gentleman”
“My eomma taught me well” I answer with a shy smile, she nod in response. She placed the flower and a small clutch on the table.
An alluring smile was on her lips so tempting “you’re here early”.
I was so nervous “I just want to arrive before the time”.
She smirked and stared at me “you look good” I was caught off guard “thank you” I blushed, thank God I didn’t take the leather jacket.
A knock interrupted us and the waiter walked in with a pitcher i noticed he tremble a bit when he passed
