-Dakota POV-
He glances at me over and over as he drives.
I giggle. “What?”
He gives me a smile. “You look beautiful.”
“Thank you. I’m not used to dressing up.”
“Well, you are going to have to do it more often because I am going to take you out more.”
“Will you even have time?”
“I will always have time for you.”
(I swear I am about to jump him. He is being so sweet.)
We arrive at a very fancy-looking restaurant. He gets out and opens the door for me. I am drooling as I look at him. I have never seen him in a suit and I didn’t think he would look this yummy.
He takes my hand and leads me inside. The receptionist seems to have been waiting for us because the moment we come in, she leads us inside to a table.
“Have you been here before?” I ask him.
“Nope. Have you?”
