[Nivera’s POV]

The drive home had been peaceful and awfully quiet. After we left the boutique, he had taken me to an exquisite restaurant where I had had Chicken Fried Rice for the first time, Banana Spring Rolls for dessert, freshly squeezed orange juice and a shot of tequila.

The awkwardness between us didn’t stop me from enjoying the meal as I had previously been starving. He had barely even touched his meal, and I didn’t really care since I now knew that food wasn’t exactly going to fill him up.

The gates automatically opened as soon as he pressed a remote control to my surprise. It was as though...