Katerina
Blake was happy to show off how rich he was by having us taken around the city in the limo he owned. It was painted black and waxed to make it shine. The seats were leather and super comfortable.
He had his driver take us to a high-end restaurant in the ritzy part of the city, where he used his name and money to get us a more secluded table. Like a gentleman, he pulled my chair out and pushed it back in after I sat down, then he sat down across from me and flashed a smile my way.
Choosing to ignore his charm, I started flipping through the menu, then I glanced up and nonchalantly asked, “What do you usually order from here?”
“My favorite dish is grilled salmon,” he answered without hesitation.
While scrunching my nose up in disgust, I grumbled, “Ew, fis
