*Ava’s POV*

Dinner had been perfect. A lovely Italian restaurant tucked away in a little line of unsuspecting shops was the right choice. I’ve smelled the food while walking by before but never had a reason to go in. Seymore had put in work and chose a great place for a date. I love that he hadn’t looked for an expensive place where he could have flashed money around.

Now we’re standing in front of my door and he asked to kiss me. I was hoping he would, as I ...