Santiago opened the door of the car, stretched his hand to Renata who smiled at him before extending her hand into his.

“You look ravishing in that dress,” his eye rested on her cleavage.

“I know I do, baby. Thank you,” the smile didn’t leave her face as she said those words.

He placed a hand on her lower back and led her inside the restaurant. It looked quiet… almost empty. Her cheeks flushed, she thought herself to be the luckiest woman on earth at that moment.

Maybe Santiago ...