Ava’s point of view
Tom walked over to the table to join me and Gloria. He was wearing a nice short-sleeved blue button-up shirt that showed off his arm muscles, which were bigger than my thighs. He wore nice dress pants and dress shoes. He must have dressed up for me, I thought, making me giggle at the thought. I got lost in his beautiful brown eyes that peered through his mask.
"Oh no, I apologize. This table is actually reserved for me," Gloria said with a giggle.
"Perhaps you two should head to that booth over there for your date instead?" Gloria pointed towards a cozy booth nestled in the corner, perfectly sized for just Tom and me.
Gloria’s suggestion made me smile, appreciating her quick thinking to ensure our evening continued seamlessly.
"Looks perfect, don't you think, Sa
