Gabriel woke up earlier than usual and his thoughts were entirely consumed by Antonia. She was on his mind more than he cared to admit. It was foolish, he told himself, to be this excited about someone he’d only just met. And yet, he couldn’t help it.
The way they’d connected, effortlessly, as though they had known each other much longer than a few hours. He wanted to see her again. Needed to.
He had already made plans, of course. It was in his nature to go all out for something he cared about, and he cared about impressing her. He didn’t want to take her to some stuffy restaurant or an overhyped bar. No, he wanted her to remember this day. Something that felt special.
He could have asked Jonathan to handle everything for him, but it would be exciting to do it himself. There was somethi
