𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟓

Kenzo was excited; today was going to be a good day, better than yesterday; he was heading to the cafe place to visit Kamila.

Kenzo drives to the coffee shop, his mind filled with thoughts of Kamila. He parks his car and enters the bustling cafe, scanning the crowd for her familiar face. He spots her sitting at a table by the window, engrossed in her phone.

She was in a black hoodie, with sunglasses on. Kenzo walks over to the table and pulls out a chair. "Hey, you made it," he says with a smile. He glances at her hoodie and sunglasses, raising an eyebrow. "Trying to hide from someone?."

"Did you forget I'm a model in everyone's magazines? Of course, I'm hiding. I don't want to attract attention." She said nonchalantly. Kenzo chuckles and shakes his head. "Fair point. I just thought maybe you were trying to hide from me after yesterday." He reaches out and gently removes her sunglasses, setting them on the table. "You're even more beautiful without them, you know that?" He says softly.

She couldn't help but blush. "So how about you? You must have a pretty big fanbase, you know, with the whole best baseball player on the Giants team," Kamila said, taking the attention off of her.

Kenzo grins, clearly pleased by her blushing. "Yeah, I get recognized a lot, especially after the championship last year. But it's nothing compared to the attention you get as a model. I bet you can't go anywhere without being recognized, huh?"

"No, not really," She chuckles, looking down. Kenzo tilts his head to the side, curious. "Really? Not even in public? Like, at the mall or something?" He asks, leaning forward slightly. Then turns his attention. "It's just a part of being a model, you know?" Kamila said.,

Kenzo nods in understanding. "Yeah, I guess it's just part of the job for you. It must be nice to be able to afford all these fancy clothes and go to all these glamorous events." He says with a hint of sarcasm.

She playfully rolled her eyes. "I get it," Kenzo smiles, leaning in closer to her. "You have such beautiful eyes," he murmurs. "They're like jewels. I could get lost in them." He reaches out, tracing his fingers along her jawline.

She couldn't help but blush even harder. He leans in, his lips hovering just inches from hers. "Kamila," he breathes, his voice low and husky. But then they both realize what is happening and both pull away.

Kenzo clears his throat, looking away briefly to regain his composure. "Sorry, I...I got a little carried away," he admits, running a hand through his hair."Yeah, me too." She said, clearing her throat.

He chuckles, looking back at her with a grin. "Shall we continue our coffee date, then?" "We shall," A waiter soon asked for the drinks, and came back only a few seconds. Kenzo takes a sip of his coffee before continuing. "So, tell me more about yourself, Kamila. What do you like to do in your free time?"

"Well, I love reading; I mean, that can be weird for me since most models pick beauty except for brains."  She said sarcastically. Kenzo laughs, shaking his head. "No, that's cool. What kind of books do you like?" He asks, genuinely interested. He takes another sip of his coffee, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Like, fantasy, mostly love stories." He nods, his eyes lighting up with interest. "Fantasy and romance? Those are two of my favorite genres as well!" She chuckled. Some girls nearby looked over at the two, they recognized that laugh.

Kenzo notices the attention they're getting from the other girls, but he doesn't seem bothered. Instead, he smiles and leans in closer to Kamila. "So, can I take you out again sometime? Maybe on a proper date?"

"That would be nice." Kamila smiled sweetly. Kenzo grins widely, clearly pleased with her response. "Great. How about dinner next Friday? I know a nice Italian place downtown." He says excitedly. "Unless you have a photo shoot or something..."