(Bella)
Calvin pulls out a chair for me to sit down as we approached our table.
He offered to take me out, which I declined at first but then he insisted and well, here we are.
"This is so nice," I say, as Calvin takes a seat, just across from me. My eyes moves over the fancy restaurant, taking in it's nice ambience.
"I'm glad you love it," Calvin replies, his tone calm, too calm. And when I turn to face him, I catch him staring at me with so much admiration shinning in his eyes, it's unsettling but yet I can't deny the warmth that comes from it.
"I do." I mouthed, offering a small smile, an attempt to break the tension hanging over us.
He nods, maintaining his smile. "I thought I should treat you to a really nice dinner, I noticed you've been quite stressed lately," Calvin says, his
