Make her his

Aviana and Aaron arrived at the most luxurious restaurants in the city. He stepped out of the car and immediately rushed to the back door, where Aviana sat, in an attempt to open the door for her. "Come on, Aaron. Don't treat me like a princess," she said as she laughed out softly. "I can open the door on my own." she added.

Aaron spoke, a wide smile, from ear to ear, playing on his face, "You can't blame me, can you? Of course, you're a princess, my own princess." Aviana, however, didn't respond to his complement. She nodded her head, an amiable smile playing on her lips. Knowing fully well, how he loved making jokes and flirting with girls, Aviana probably thought that this was one of his jokes and flirts, so she didn't give much thought to his words.

With the most high-profile restaurants in the entire city, the street looked glamorous and glossy with all the artistic entrances of the many restaurants that Aviana saw. Among the many restaurants was Musso & Frank Grill. It shined li