ASTRID’s POV
We arrived at the restaurant and Ethan and I got inside immediately. I was enveloped and engulfed by how exquisite the restaurant looked. It smelled of different dishes which made it even better.
“Mr and Mrs Ethan?”
One of the waiters politely said to us and Ethan nodded.
“Please, come with me, your table is this way.”
I looked at Ethan, and I slipped my hand into his.
“You made a reservation?” I whispered to him and he nodded.
“Of course, I couldn't risk us coming here and getting being told that it was filled up, so I had to get us a table.”
“And what if I had rejected the date?”
“Then I would have used every cell in my body to beg you to change your mind.”
He said flirtatiously, with a little wink, and I smiled. We walked together behind the waiter holding hands.
