Blake's POV
Right now I'm been escorted by the manager to a private room .
"Have a good evening sir" my escort wished me. Apparently he can't go in with me.
I took in a deep breath and pushed the door, the lightening was soft giving the already beautifully decorated room a more romantic feel.
There were lavender roses beautifully arranged around the unscented candles. The decoration was indeed beyond beautiful
I took in the sight before me and wondered if I had entered the wrong room. Isn't she just revealing her identity, why would she do this?
Since the manager brought me here, I decided to follow the lit candles to wherever it went.
After walking for a while, I halted
Standing before me is a hundred times more beautiful than any sight I had seen tonight
I should personally thank the designer of this dress!
The dress brought out all her curves, curves I'm itching to feel. I dragged my eyes from her body to her face, so beautiful but she looked nervous