CHAPTER 17

Agatha POV:

Charles and I were seated in our usual quiet corner at the restaurant, away from other people. The light from the fancy chandelier cast dancing shadows on his face as he smiled at me across the table.

"You look beautiful tonight, Agatha," he said softly. He picked up my hand and kissed the back of it gently. "That green dress looks amazing on you." I felt a tingle when he touched me, and I noticed our knees were almost touching under the table.

"You too, Mr. Campbell," I said, trying not to sound too eager. I ran my finger around the edge of my wine glass.

"Actually, some ladies were staring at you quite a lot when we walked in."

He raised one eyebrow playfully. "Oh really? Are you jealous already? We just got the appetizers."

He lightly touched the inside of my wrist with his thumb and lowered his voice. "I hope you know you have all my attention tonight."

My heart beat faster as he touched me. I gently pulled my hand away and took a sip of wine to hide my blush. "Spea