Fated Destiny ✔️

The realization [9]

It didn't take long for mr Queen's driver to pull over at a very fancy restaurant. I stared at it in awe while I heard the car door to my left open.

When the door next to me opened, I looked into mr Queen's eyes as he stretched his hand out for me to take. I smiled shyly at him and gently took it in my hands and stepped out of the vehicle.

I thought he would take a step back, so that we wouldn't be pressed up against each other, but I guess I thought wrong because in the next second mr Queen wrapped his arm around my small waist firmly and leaned close to my ear to whisper, "you look stunning tonight, Camille."

A deep blush of red covered my cheeks and for one moment I was actually glad that Thalia didn't put blush on me, otherwise I would look like a tomato right now.

"T-Thank you," I squeaked an answer out and we made our way inside.

From what I noticed, it was a very fancy Italian restaurant. The outside of it was covered in beautiful lights. There was a long corridor filled with stunning pictures of many things: (baby) animals, happy families, beautiful horizons of cities and nature and many more.

I suddenly halted my steps to stare at a black and white picture of a lovely old couple, holding each other in their arms, bright smiles on their faces as they looked so in love with each other in the eyes.

I also want that in the future someday

My eyes couldn't stop looking at it. I don't know what it was, but it captivated me completely. I only tore my eyes away from the beautiful picture when mr Queen placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Come, there will be plenty more pictures inside the restaurant," I nodded my head and we headed inside.

Right at the door stood a waiter, very well cleaned up, and asked for our reservation name. After mr Queen gave him his name, he took two menus and led us to a table of two.

I stared at it confusedly but sat down. When the waiter was gone, I questioned, "isn't someone going to join us later?"

Mr Queen gave me a questioning expression and right then and there I knew it wasn't a business dinner after all, but the Andrew Queen really did ask me out to dinner.

Like a date.

Oh my god.

Is this correct? I think he mistook me for someone else.

"Camille, is something the matter?" I had to think for a second before I hesitantly shook my head, "no, everything's just fine," he smiled assured and looked down at the menu.

With unsure hands I opened the menu and glanced at the dishes. It all sounded very delicious. Unfortunately for me, I'm broke as hell and even for the appetizer it was way too much.

As the waiter came back, I was actually prepared to say I wouldn't order anything when mr Queen, he himself, already ordered for the both of us.

I have no complaint as long as I'm not the one who pays.

The waiter nodded his head and took back the menus before walking away. When he was gone completely, I turned to face mr Queen, "with all due respect, mr Queen-"

"Andrew."

"What?"

"It's Andrew for you, Camille," there he goes with the first name basis again. Gosh, this is confusing, "but why?" I asked.

"Because we're not at work, but on a date."

This statement completely blew me away. He just confirmed it. We were actually on a date. Mr Que- Andrew, must have noticed my expression and a smirk covered his lips once again before he sipped on his red wine.