Chapter 92

“It’s a private tour, so it’s just us,” Cole tells me as he leads me up the steps. I nod in understanding and see a table for two on the top deck. “I hope you’re hungry.”

I’m starving.” I smile and take a seat when he pulls the chair out for me. “Thank you.” I look around the boat. It was so beautiful and romantic. The boat starts to pull away from the marina, while we wait for the food, we drink wine, and I listen to Cole talk about the buildings as we pass by them. I love how passionate he is about his work. It’s honestly so endearing.

Cole stops talking when he notices me watching him, “Now who’s looking at whom like a puppy that wants to be petted?” I smile and shrug.

“I love listening to you talk about architecture. You speak so passionately about it you can’t help but feel engrossed.” I tell him earnestly, and he smiles warmly at me and takes my hand