James took a glass of water and drank it to catch his breath. He didn't know why, but seeing Delilah made him feel nervous all of a sudden. She didn't do very much. She even dared to look up at James and choose to look down again. Before dinner, the waiter brought over a bottle of wine. After James and Delilah ordered the best wine, the waitress poured it into their glasses one by one.
Delilah just took a quick look at the wine glass on her table. She didn't touch it at all while James slowly sipped it. He gazed at Delilah, but he didn't say anything to her. He spoke after he let out a deep sigh.
"What're you doing?" James scolded and jerked her daydream onto the Wine glass. James was talking, and Delilah's blue eyes were fixed on him. "Nothing, Mr. J."
Then Delilah chose to look down
