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Imagine:
God, why do I feel so nervous for this date? Even when we've been to so many already? Maybe because we're properly dressed up? I mean, Shawn did ask me to go full out tonight. So I did accordingly to the restaurant that he chose, which, by the way, is very posh. I check the mirror one last time and give my best smile. I see a pretty face flash a smile back, her hair sliding off her shoulders in bouncy curls as her black dress sparkles in the faint light of the bathroom. I take a deep breath and walk out from the hotel room and into the elevator. Luckily it's empty so I don't have the eyes of people judging me. The car Shawn ordered for me waits outside at the entrance as a doorman helps me into the car.
The journey ends quickly as I sat in silence worrying about how I look. I step out of the car and walk up the spotless steps of the restaurant. I scan the grand hall for the familiar face and spot him instantly. My mouth drops open for a second and then I smile immediately as I make my way towards him. He turns around and we make eye contact. His eyes light up as he looks me up and down before taking my hand and twirling me around slowly.
"Y/n, may I say you look extremely beautiful tonight," he whispers into my ear.
I smirk at him. "And I don't usually?" I tease him.
He laughs. "That's why I used "extremely". You're always looking beautiful."
And that's why I'm proud to call him mine. He offers me his arm and I link my arm through his as we make our way to the restaurant.
