Flynn Vasilios P.O.V

There were no words to describe how beautiful Jill looked tonight. Her short black dress, showed off her smooth tanned legs. Her eyes sparkled and the small smile on her face didn't fade since we left her apartment.

If Jill would be a princess, she would be my princess. Her bright red lips were asking me to kiss them and her sparkling blue-green eyes held a mischievous glint.4

A little freak.

My little freak.4

"No way!" Jill gasped clasping her hands in front of her mouth, as I lead her to into Gallow Green. "This is beautiful."2

Not as beautiful as you I thought silently.

"I figured you would like this place." I said, placing my hand on the small of her back.

"Like?" she said wide eyed, turning around to hug me. "I love this, it's so beautiful."

I was so happy that she loved it, because I had rented the entire place for one night. It was a beautiful rooftop bar at the McKittrick Hotel, nicely decorated with lots of plant life and trellises.

All in all it was an enchanting place, just like Jill.

"Why are we the only ones here?" she asked, looking up at me.

I bit the inside of my cheeks. I hope she will not freak out. "Well," I said. "I have rented this whole place...for us"

"That's amazing!" She exclaimed, excitement visible in her eyes. "You didn't had to do this, but I'm actually happy that you did, because this place is breath taking."

I smiled and led her to our table in the center of the room. Her face lit up when she saw the orchestra in the corner of the room. I pull out a chair for her and she sat down, still in complete awe about her surroundings.

"Good evening Mr. Vasilios and Ms. Malik, can I take your orders?" the waiter ask, pulling out his notepad.2

"A tuna crudo for me." I said eyeing the menu. The food was cheap, but I hope it taste good. 5

Jill was still scanning the menu. I hope she finds something she likes. There was a reason I brought her here instead to Del Posto or all those fancy restaurants.

"Pumpkin ravioli please." Jill closed the menu and gave it back to the waiter.

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"Anything else?"

I cleared my throat and continued, "Nutella

it down on his notepad and walked away

at Jill and she was already staring at me. "So..." she said,

Green?"

She nodded.

if I should tell her or

She rose her

want

head. "Vasilios, Vasilios. I know you better, you would never

Damn, she knows.

chuckled nervously. "Well, it's

five star restaurant, yet. A first date is suppose to be special and one

"Am I?"

star restaurant where I

Her eyes were holding all kind of emotions. I couldn't tell if they were happy, sad, or angry. I hope she was not angry or

give her a one of

haven't been to with

date that is

mean that's nice." she spoke softly. "You haven't been here

What is she talking

scrunching my

the word. "Flings. One

so that's what she

to Del Posto and all those fancy restaurants, but for our first date I wanted

turned her attention back to the orchestra.

took out on a date in the past wanted to go to fancy restaurants, but they ended up buying a damn salad. What's the point of going

studying her side profile. Her

me and blushed. "You already did.

"Right." I remembered.

voice sound angelic and sweet. And the way she said Vasilios, it just came so perfect out

you expected a five star date?" I teased, my lips twitching

I actually did. Isn't that what

"Not

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