Judy’s POV
Marcus left to fetch our order, and I stared at Gavin with my mouth hanging open. Never had I imagined that Gavin Landry would be ordering such food, especially on a date. He sat back in the booth, and I could feel his eyes on me, assessing my every facial movement.
“Why are we here?” I finally asked him after what felt like an eternity of silence.
He raised his brows at me as I met his eyes; I had been dying to know why he wanted to go out with me so badly; what any of this was even about it. Why we were at my favorite restaurant and ordering greasy food that I couldn’t imagine him putting in his mouth? Food that I was convinced he’d never touched a day in his life.
“Is there a rule that we can’t have dinner together?” He asked. “I don’t remember stating otherwise.”
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