Given the lavish interior of this mansion, I imagine a long table with several chairs.
Wouldn't that present a strange picture if there are only two people seated ?
Instead, a small but elegantly ornate table waits for the two of us and like a gentleman Dean pulls a chair out for me to be seated.
It seems like he had already planned everything
" Are we like on a date ?" I question him
Dean smiles ,actually smiles for the first time since I had seen him.
And it lightens up his green eyes making his handsome face all the more attractive.
The sight of is does something weird in my chest.
"Should we be ?" He asks that stunning smile of his turning a little mischievous. Again for some absurd reason I feel warmth rush up to my cheeks.
I don't understand! What's the deal with me ? Why do
