EVELYN
“You look absolutely beautiful tonight, Evelyn.”
Gillian smiled at me from across the candlelit table, his eyes warm and completely focused on me. We were sitting in a private corner of one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city, the kind of place where you had to know someone just to get a reservation.
“Thank you, Gill,” I said, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. “And thank you again for the car. Honestly, I still feel like I’m dreaming. I haven't even driven it to work yet because I'm terrified of scratching it.”
He laughed, a rich, easy sound. “It’s just a car, baby. It’s meant to be driven. Besides, if you scratch it, I’ll just get you another one.”
“Please don’t say things like that,” I chuckled, shaking my head. “It costs almost half a million dollars. Normal peop
