Mecca's POV
"Where are you taking me?"
“Secret.” Edward flashed a boyish grin and reached over to buckle my seatbelt himself.
"Aba, bakit ang sweet mo yata ngayon. May pa-seatbelt ka pang nalalaman.
“Well,” he said while starting the car, his tone light but laced with intent, “first rule of real date safety first. Second? No stress. Just fun.”
Napatawa ako kahit may kaba pa rin sa dibdib. After everything, Don Leopoldo's surprise announcement, the ridiculous two-week wedding countdown, and that lingering kiss on my hand last night I was just glad he listened when I said I wanted this. Something real. Something normal.
So here we were. A Friday night escape, away from things that felt too fast, too forced, too big.
“Okay, Mr. Stewart,” I said, settling into the soft leather seat, “su
