~TESSA~
It was happening!
Again... My second date with the love of my life... Ryder Bishop.
This time, it was rather... let me say... the quite luxurious way.
The car pulled up in front of the restaurant like it belonged in a movie.
It was one of the Bishop family’s sleek black sedans... tinted windows, polished chrome, a driver who wore gloves and didn’t say much beyond “Miss Tessa, sir.”
I was already nervous.
Not because of the restaurant.
Not even because of the dress Debbie had picked out, though the slit was higher than I was used to.
I was nervous because this was the first time Ryder and I were stepping out in public as… us.
Since we moved into the mansion.
No more hiding.
No more fear.
He got out first, walked around, and opened my door with that casual ease that
