Chapter 50 Eyes Full Of


    Affection


    The familiar voice stirred a flicker of surprise in Corrine''s eyes, followed by a subtle smile. "I thought..."


    "You thought I wouldn''t show up?" As the massive bouquet of roses lowered, Nate''s handsome face came into


    view.


    The soft corridor lighting cast delicate shadows across his chiseled features, highlighting the intensity of his expression. His dark eyes gleamed like distant stars, stirring a deep sense of longing in her chest.


    He gazed at her with a quiet smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I was worried these flowers would wilt


    before you got here."


    "Are youining that I''mte?" Corrine swept a strand of hair behind her ear, her brows lifting with a


    yful glint.


    Nate pressed his lips together, his eyes shimmering with warmth. "The timing''s perfect, the moonlight is just


    right, and you walked in at the exact moment you were supposed to. Everything is how it should be."


    His gaze was so full of affection that it seemed as though he might lean in for a kiss at any moment, making


    Corrine''s heart race.


    She lowered her gaze to hide her flustered emotions. "Did you wait long?"


    "One hour and fifty-four minutes," he replied.


    Nate''s candidness left Corrine momentarily speechless.


    She studied his striking features, a spark of amusement dancing in her eyes. "So, what exactly are you trying to


    say?"


    Nate''s gaze never left her face, his dark pupils glimmering with something almost maic.


    He took a step closer, holding the bouquet and gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear. His Adam''s apple bobbed slightly. "Just using your question to show how sincere I am."


    His voice was smooth and rich, like a melody that wrapped around her heart, making it flutter uncontrobly.


    The distance between them disappeared, and her senses were filled with the subtle scent of his cologne.


    Corrine''s long, thickshes fluttered nervously, her heart racing in her chest. She cleared her throat and, with a soft voice, asked, "Weren''t you going to invite me to dinner?"


    "Follow me," Nate said, his voice calm and steady, as he naturally reached for her hand.


    As their hands connected, Corrine felt a rush of warmth spread from his palm, seeping into her skin, sending an unexpected shiver through her.


    Reluctantly, she allowed him to lead her, her eyes darting around the restaurant with a hint of unease.


    Once inside the intimate dining suite, Nate casually set the bouquet down and pulled out a chair for her, the


    gesture smooth and practiced.


    Just as she settled, a waiter entered, carrying a bottle of wine. He poured drinks for both of them before turning to Nate with quiet respect. "Sir, shall we begin serving the dishes now?"


    Nate nodded with a slight motion of his head, and the waiter, still smiling, exited without a word.


    Although their conversation was simple, Corrine couldn''t ignore the subtle reverence the waiter had shown


    Nate, something that didn''t go unnoticed in the air between them.


    Soon, the table was filled with dishes, each one more enticing than thest.


    Corrine''s eyes widened as she looked at the spread before her, a blend of surprise and curiosity in her gaze.


    What struck her was how none of the dishes contained anything she disliked. It felt as though every te had been crafted just for her.


    Could it really be just a coincidence?


    She lifted her eyes, casting a subtle, thoughtful nce at the man sitting across from her, wondering if he knew


    more than he let on.