Boyfriend Let His Side Chick Ruin My Painting, Now He Regrets. novel Chapter 37

My eyes widened by the view in front of me. There in front of me was a set up for dinner, in front of the soothing waves. There were candles around the chairs giving it a beautiful look.

When I turned around, at the back there was a house. (No.not house but a freaking beautiful mansion.) it was beautiful.

The moment he holds my hand and intertwined our fingers. That snapped me out of my trance. I looked at him and then back at the view. He tugged my hand and started walking towards the table. He pulled out the chair for me and made me sit on the chair. ( I don't understand, What all this meant. Is this a date.)

"I-Is this a d-date?" I asked.

He looked at me for a while observing me keenly his intense gaze was making me uncomfortable now. He spoke.

Andrew gave a plain reply. "Think whatever you want."

While saying that he shrugged, and then again started staring at me, and it was irritating me to no end, so I spoke up.

"Staring is rude you know." I muttered.

"You make it kinda hard for me not to stare." He said while smirking, and I lowered my gaze at his words. I know my face is red now. So I didn't bother to look at him again. I kept my eyes on the waves, whereas I felt his intense gaze on me. I was feeling a bit hungry now. I looked at the table and it was empty. (Are we just going to sit here, starving...) I was a bit startled, when he spoke.

Andrew questioned. "Aren't you hungry."

(Thank God.... Food finally.) I nodded, to which he stood up and went towards the mansion, after a while he came back with a tray of delicious looking food, what shocked me was that he started serving me. I sat quietly observing him. He then seated down in front of me and motioned me to eat. I nodded and ate my food silently.

After dinner, he put on the music, it felt so beautiful, then he approached me and held his hand forward and said.

"Come dance with me." He spoke.

I was taken aback by his sudden statement, and spoke hesitantly.

"I d-don't know how to dance." I stuttered.

He looked at me with a poker face, he grabbed my hand and jerked me forward to which I landed on his hard chest, with a gasp

"I didn't ask, I was telling you. And don't worry I'll teach you." He mused.

With that I stood straight and put my hand on his chest to balance myself, but he snakes his hand around my waist and pulled me closer, I hesitantly put my hand on his shoulder, he holds my other hand and intertwined our fingers. Then he spoke.

"Now just follow my steps." He spoke.