Serena's POV.
"Have you had dinner?" Martin asked, looking down at me with a faint smile as we stepped out of the car.
"Not yet," I said in response, taking slow steps next to him.
I already ate with the whole family but I still felt a pang of hunger which was unusual given my usual small appetite.
A glance around the environs left me dumbfounded. I turned to Martin with a frown on my face.
"You should have told me we were coming somewhere fancy, I would have dressed up for it."
This was the best hotel I had been to in a while. One look at it and I knew it was a five-star hotel.
"You don't look bad at all," He said, taking my hand and making me spin at a three-sixty-degree angle.
"I was going to compliment you when you walked in today for the interview, babe. You looked breathta
