Ever since he had asked you out, he had been utterly intoxicated with you, and even to say that was a mere understatement. He was beyond enthralled with your presence. As the two of you sat in the diner, he passed a bouquet of roses to you—thornless, of course, knowing him. You could even smell his cologne from here, which was a rare moment due to the fact you wouldn’t catch him wearing any type of perfume period. He raised his eyebrows, letting out a soft chuckle. “My dear, what shall we order? I’ll cover the cost. I insist. After all, it’s only for my one and only darling.”