Chapter 20

Walking out into the late twilight, the wind blows on my face and dances around in my hair. The crisp air is refreshing, and I like the coolness of it as it hit my face.

"You look so peaceful," remarks Bennet. I look at him and see him gazing intensely at me. I blush.

"Thanks," I say. He leads the way to his black car, and he walks me to the passenger side. Opening the door, he grins at me, saying,

"Your ride, sir."

I can't help but laugh, which seems to make Bennet's grin grow. I step in, and Bennet carefully closes the door after me. Jogging over to his side, he opens his door and hops in.

"Where are we going?" I ask as I buckle up my seatbelt. The green jacket I'm wearing is a bit crinkled from the seatbelt, so I smooth it out.

"Well, I was planning on some dinner, then we can go by this really sweet spot I know and, you know, maybe chat? If you want to," he says looking at me with an uncertain countenance. I smile.

"I think I would like that," I say softly.

He smiles happil