Dante POV
"Wow" I whisper out loud without realizing, I've gone out with Anastasia a few times and her beauty is out of this world, but making a promise to myself not to fall for another woman has halted me so far.
The shared kiss we had in Bali was enough to imprint her in my brain, in my mind, and in every part of my body. I realize my mouth is still open while I stare at her from her long legs to the dress hugging her figure.
"You choose the best dress for the occasion," I say, pulling my hand forward for her to accept.
"You think?" she says with an unsure look in her eyes, "I mean I don't even know the type of restaurant we are going to, what if they don't allow short dresses," she says her eyes filled with panic, "I should have gone for the white one," she turns around about to he
