Lewis's p.o.v
I was nervous while Mark drove us to wherever dinner was supposed to be.
Yesterday he called to inform me over our dinner plans. I was surprised but also happy over having dinner with him. I couldn't sleep much because I was overthinking what to wear and how to act.
Mark and I did spend a lot of time together, but sadly we rarely went out. For some reason, he preferred us to visit my house and his than visit a motel or eat out.
"Lewis." He called beside me.
I turned and looked at him with a smile. He looked very handsome. He was in a black suit and shirt, his first two buttons were undone and his hair was neatly brushed backward.
"You look very handsome."
"You look amazing."
We said together then chuckled softly.
"Were we thinking the same thing?
