Dana POV
The restaurant itself is small and intimate. I look around appreciatively, even more surprised as Mason pulls out a chair for me and then seats himself, like the perfect gentleman. There are other diners in the restaurant, clearly on a date, but nobody pays us any attention and the atmosphere is both cozy and romantic. Mason’s eyes are shining as he looks at me. He truly is a handsome man and I find myself unable to stop looking at him, despite myself.
“I hope you don’t mind but this is one of my favorite restaurants,,” he said with a hint of sheepishness “and the food here is exquisite.”
I shook my head, feeling slightly amused, even as a waiter came up with a wide smile on his face. “Madam, Sir, I am your waiter for this evening. What can I get you to drink?” he asked, handin
