Chapter 45

Ollie cocked his eyebrows in confusion.

“How dare you make me dress like this to a place like this?”

Mere looking at the restaurant, she could tell it was the type that demanded cocktail dresses, dinner gowns, shiny pieces of jewelry, and expensive perfumes. And she missed all the point marks.

”You always look beautiful, no matter what you wear,” he said casually as if it were a known fact, and she was supposed to be aware of it.

She took a deep breath as they stepped into the grand restaurant. It was the most extravagant place she had ever been to, and she looked so out of place in jeans and a sweater.

“I hate you for doing this to me,” she muttered through gritted teeth to Ollie as a man in a tailored suit and a large mole on his nose approached them.

“Guess I’ll have to remind you every minute that you’re beautiful, regardless of what you’re wearing,” he teased, and she playfully shoved him aside just as the man arrived.

The man extended his arms with a gracious smile. “Mr.