OLIVIA
"Hey, Austin," I greeted, my voice filled with genuine warmth.
"Hey, Liv. Ready for some lunch?" His eyes held a playful glint, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness in his presence.
As we walked away from the studio, my clients' voices still reached my ears, their teasing tones following us. "Enjoy your time, Liv!"
"Have a great lunch, Liv!"
We stepped out onto the bustling city streets, Austin's arm brushed against mine, sending a shiver of excitement down my spine. The day was bright, and the weight of the world seemed to lift just a little in his company.
The restaurant we entered was cozy, with warm lighting that created an inviting ambiance. The walls were adorned with framed artwork, and soft instrumental music played softly in the background. The aroma of d
