After getting into the car, James started driving toward the restaurant he had reserved for tonight: 71Above.
As the wheels rolled smoothly over the road, James couldn't help but steal another glance at Natasha.
Sitting there beside him, her skin glowing faintly under the soft dashboard lights, she looked like something out of a dream.
"You look absolutely stunning tonight," James said, with a low and genuine voice.
Natasha's lips curved into a soft, almost bashful smile. She brushed a loose curl behind her ear, her cheeks warming up under his gaze.
"You don't look so bad yourself," she teased lightly, her voice like a melody.
"Actually... you look dashing. Very elegant, James."
James chuckled quietly, his hand relaxed on the wheel.
"Good. I was hoping to at least come close to matching you tonight but it's still not enough," he replied, throwing her a sideways smile that made Natasha's heart skip.
"Thank you," Natasha smiled shyly.
