Me and Mattheo go out and he suddenly turns to me and says

"Y/n, I have a surprise for you"

"Wait really? What is it?"

"Just close your eyes and I will take you there"

"Okay"

I close my eyes and He leads me to a small table in a quiet restaurant.

"Oh my Mattheo this is beautiful!"

He smiles, A late hour for dinner, most of the tables are empty. He pulls out my chair. I sit. He sits across from me. The only light is from a few well placed candles. A waiter approaches and, without saying a word, pours us wine and leaves the bottle. No menus. He has ordered for them in advance. There will be no interruptions from wait staff aside from the bringing and clearing of the courses.

Mattheo watches as I sip the wine. I notices. A shy smile slips out, He smiles warmly back as if to comfort me. It does. I begin to enjoy his gaze. Soaking it in. Feeling his eyes move over me. From mu eyes to my nose, cheeks, lips. The curve of my neck. My chest. The tiny bit of cleavage just peeking out from my dress. Again, i blushes. This time, so does he. Back to sipping wine.

We lock eyes across the table. Everything around us fades away. Lost in the depths of each other's eyes. I can feel his desire, he mine. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around us.

We barely notice the waiter as he places the first course between them. A simple plate of fruit and cheese. I start to think to myself why it's like this today, didn't I used to hate him? And now it's just so different.

I gaze at him over the glass as I sips my wine. I know he is watching me. I reache for a strawberry. He deliberately snatches it just as my fingertip touches the ripened fruit. He grins as he takes a large bite. I pout at him, He smiles affectionately and feeds her the rest. Her eyes smile back at him.

We keep looking at each other and just talking about everything!

The dinner plates arrive. We share each others meals. Since it was a Italian restaurant Mattheo ordered some sort of fancy fish and I just get some spaghetti

A single dessert to share. A single spoon. He feeds me a small bite. Creamy and rich. He takes a large bite with the enthusiasm of a child. I start to laugh at him.

Another bite for me. Larger than the first. Some is left on my lips. He planned that of course. I knows it. He reaches towards me before she can raise her napkin. But his reach is not for her lips. He puts his hand softly on my cheek and leans towards me. I leans toward him. He kisses me softly. Tasting the sweetness of the dessert.

A/N
OHH MYY LAWDD SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED IN THIS PART!! WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT THIS?