Sophia’s POV
We eat in silence.
He does all the slicing, sending little pieces of steak my way before I run out.
It’s so tasty. But there’s a tightness in my chest. I shouldn’t be eating ribeye steak.
He tops my wine glass. And I can’t say no.
I clank my glass with his, sipping my second glass slowly.
“Bachelor’s in Business Administration…” He breaks the silence.
I pause to look at him.
“And a Master’s degree in Marketing and Communications.” He completes with a smile and sips wine before saying, “You were an honor student.”
A blush rises to my cheeks. I quickly lower my gaze to stare into my wine glass, wondering if my dad told him all about me, or if he just happened to do his due diligence.
He brings his hand to my chin, lifting it to train my eyes back to his.
“You’re a lo
