“Here we are,” Silas offered his hand to help her out.
Ava smiled nervously as his hand slid naturally to the middle of her back escorting her inside. The interior of the restaurant was warm and inviting. They were given a table in a quiet corner providing some measure of privacy. Silas helped her sit before taking his own place next to her.
“Your menus,” the server said offering sparkling water.
Ava accepted hers with trepidation. This was the first time she had dined in a restaurant. For once she was not the server but the one being served.
“Do you know what you want?” Silas asked seeing her brow furrow.
“I’m not quite sure. I’ve never been here. Do you have a recommendation?”
“Hmm. Are you partial to fish or shellfish?” he asked.
“…Fish.”
“Then how about we go with the Mesclun
