THE soft light inside the Italian restaurant that Villel frequented made the place more romantic. The slow instrumental music in the background adds character to the already dreamy place.
The waiter guides them to a table beside the glass wall.
Solana pulled a chair before occupying the seat beside her mate.
“You like it, my queen?”
“Yes. But I like it better when you bring me to our favorite seaside restaurant.”
“Really?”
“Yes. It felt good when you remove the shell of the seafood and put it on my plate.” The petite woman said with a smile.
Solana kissed the palm of her mate before she intertwined their fingers together.
“I like it, too. You eat more when we’re in that seafood restaurant than in places like this.”
Villel smiled at her. “Is that the only reason?”
“No. This p
