It had been a long day. He had wanted to have a nice date night with you before the car broke down just after, cutting the night short. He held your hand as you both walked in the moonlight streets.

"I'm sorry I couldn't get that thing fixed on time." He apologized again. "I promise I'll make it up to you, amor."

He squeezed your hand a little, a sweet and apologetic smile on his lips as his eyes sparkled whenever he looked at you.