"We're eating here?" I asked as I stared at the restaurant.
He nodded. "Why not? I made the reservations last week. I would have told you to dress fancier but I don't think it would have been very fun walking around in fancy clothes for the majority of the day."
"I understand that but... isn't this place a bit too..." I trailed off, not trying to say the "r" word. Romantic. I don't want to give him the wrong idea (well, right idea), even though it's probably been out there since day one. I like him, I do. I just hate the fact that it's obvious that I like him but I still struggle to pinpoint his exact feelings towards me, although I'm almost positive that he likes me- at least a little bit. I can work with that.
"What?" Grayson asked, turning to me with an amused look on his face. "Is i
