Selena's POV
I was immediately immensed by the simplicity and style of the shop as we entered, and the wafting aroma of baked flavors my stomach yearned to grasp. For someone wealthy, I didn't expect his appetite to mark up a place like this, surrounded by nothing but locality and rowdiness. Not that the place wasn't any good, his choice of place was only surprising.
But what to expect from a man whose entire refined appearance spells gentlemanliness and humility?
“Should I guess the questions in your head?” He asked as he led up to the empty table by the window, giving us a clear view of the street and the caress of sunlight.
“There isn't anyone I want to ask you,” I said as I sat into the chair he'd pulled out for me. If he continued like this, I might just find myself hopelessly f
