The car ride to the restaurant was smooth, filled with the quiet hum of soft music playing through the speakers. Drew’s hand rested on your thigh, his thumb tracing gentle patterns over the fabric of your dress. You caught him stealing glances at you, his lips curling into a faint smirk every time your eyes met.

When you arrived at the most exclusive restaurant in town, the valet rushed to open the door for you. Drew stepped out first, adjusting his tailored suit before offering you his hand to help you out. “You look breathtaking,” he murmured, his voice low and reverent, as if the words weren’t enough to convey the way he felt.

You smiled up at him, a soft blush blooming across your cheeks. Your flowy black dress skimmed your frame perfectly, moving elegantly with every step. Your hair, styled into soft curls, framed your face, making you feel more radiant than ever under Drew’s admiring gaze.

Inside, the restaurant was a masterpiece in itself, adorned with shimmering chandeliers and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city skyline. You were led to a private table tucked into a cozy corner. The mood was intimate, the candlelight flickering between the two of you, casting a warm glow.

As Drew pulled out your chair and helped you settle in, you caught him shaking his head slightly. “What?” you asked, a playful smile on your lips.

“I’m just wondering how I got so lucky,” he said sincerely, his blue eyes holding yours like you were the only person in the room.