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After a couple more minutes of driving, Saint came to a stop in some downtown area of the neighboring city, which, of course—looked ten times better than Sidon.
I'd been cooped up in that hell hole of a town for so long that being outside the city felt like a culture shock.
Once Saint parked in the garage and we could start walking, I found myself breathless at how different the outside world looked.
Only a couple months in Sidon and I'd already forgotten what it felt like to not live in a third-world city.
"It's so pretty down here," I spoke, eyeing all the holiday decorations they had out.
"you like it?" Saint questioned from beside me.
"love it, you've been here before?" I asked.
"Yeah, a couple times." he told me, "in the beginning when I planned on leaving Sidon—this was my next option."
"Why didn't you?" I asked.
"couldn't find a job." He shrugged.
Before I could question any further, I felt his hand on the small of my back, halting my movement as we approached what looked like a small restaurant.
"we goin' here first." He stated.
With a smile I nodded and watched as he approached the door so he could open it, prompting me to walk through.
Once we were both inside I took a look around and immediately felt the heat wash over my cheeks.
"this place is beautiful," I spoke, looking at all the fountains.
"yeah—I was a lil iffy' about bringin' you here." He mumbled.
"Wait why?" I asked genuinely.
"It's Korean barbecue, which, at first sounded perfect—then I started thinkin' about how it's kinda fucked up to assume you'd wanna eat here." He explained.
I giggled at both his words and his expression because honestly he still looked a little nervous.
"—you just been talkin' about how you miss certain foods—and obviously neither of us can cook any of it so I tried the next best thing." He added.
"It's perfect babe, thank you." I told him, standing on my toes to place a kiss on his lips.
It was his turn to blush again, and it was only when the waiter approached that our moment was cut short.
"Hello, how can I help you two?" She asked, looking between us both.
"One table." Saint spoke simply.
"—please." I added, sheepishly.
She nodded with a smile and prompted us to follow her.
Once we got seated she handed us our menus and began speaking.
