Stephen was welcomed by a staff in the Japanese restaurant that he’s talking about and we were led into a VIP room. The waitress, who’s wearing a blue kimono and has her hair tied in a low bun with some ornaments of the Japanese culture, gave us the menu and left.
“What’s good here?” Stephen mumbled while his eyes focused on the menu. His brows are furrowed and he often bites his lips while thinking. Handsome.
I swallowed hard as I looked away. I shouldn’t be thinking of these things right now. We’re about to eat!
I painfully looked at the menu but Stephen looked at me. “Shall we try their best menu?” he asked as he showed me a picture of their complete course.
It’s worth over three hundred dollars and I would definitely say no to it but just to not see how handsome he is while lookin
