Ava's POV I couldn't look anywhere but my palms. As much as I'd love to pick the details of his shirt as I always did, and his new hairstyle, the one he had on on the day of the promotion, and all other things that made him look so divine, I couldn't. His eyes were all over me as if he didn't mind what I'd think of him, more like, he didn't care what I'd think of him. With that, I pretty much knew that I'd explode if my gaze met his now.“Where are we going?” I cleared my throat.“To grab your favourite cup of mojitos, then I could show you my place,” he leaned closer towards me before swallowing a lump in his throat. “That's… if you want, though.”“Of course, I'd love to,” I replied immediately, watching the uncertainties in his eyes fade instantly. “And thanks for the mojito,” I blushed, rubbing my stomach as I'd really need one at the moment.He was too excited that it kinda embarrassed him to keep his gaze glued to mine, so he turned to face the window which kinda reflected him b
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