The butler handed us the menu.
The cuisine was quite new to me as if I'd just read the names for the first time even though as far as I knew, I've been living in the country for most of my life.
Unable to decide what to eat, Lucas did the ordering himself, carefully selecting the food which he thinks we will both like.
The butler left with the list of our order.
While waiting for our orders to arrive, Lucas lit the remaining candles on the center table, thus filling the air with the relaxing scent of fresh rosewood.
The soft lights coming from the candle, accompanied with the moonlight illuminate his face, making him look like a demigod with his strong, aristocratic features.
I tried to tear my gaze off his face but it's impossible now that I found myself drawn into him.
