Eva's POV
We eat our food in a silence that bristles with a promise.I steal glances at Mason and he does the same.
This is not how I expected the night to go.I hadn't expected a confession so passionate.I see stuff like this movies.
I read about them in books.I've even written a few of them myself but experiencing it,is a different ball game.
Mason gulps his wine instead of sipping it like the gentleman he'd dressed up as.
The gesture makes me giggle.I know he wants to leave this place as soon as possible but it's La Gravitas,we have to savor the moment.
I take my time,licking each spoonful of my Thai.When I've emptied my plate,I signal for the waiter.
"I'd like one of those creamy cheese cakes please."
"Coming right up,"he responds in a robotic voice,gliding away
