Gabriel POV
No one ever mentions to me that when you pick a girl for a date, you can be this nervous. If my employees found out about this, I doubt they would want to continue working at Remington Industries under my reign. Turns out, 30-year-old Gabriel Remington is a teenager. Damn it!
I buzzed Isabella's apartment. In a few seconds, she opened the door. She's a little breathless, but I doubt it's because she ran to open the door. Does she feel it too? The nervousness...
"Hi," she greets breathlessly.
"Hi, Sweetness." My voice is husky, unintentionally. What is wrong with me? "Are you ready?"
"Yeah, I just need to take my purse. Do you want to come in?"
I lean my body on the door to stop it from closing itself and shake my head. "You know what will happen if I come in, Sweetness.
