'I'm dreaming, right?' Samara thought as she slipped in and out of consciousness. She did not just meet her celebrity crush. and he called her his fiancee her brain was smoking with the intensity the gears in it were turning.
"If you are up, let's eat, shall we?"
Her eyes snapped open as she watched the devilishly handsome man close his magazine. He had his sunglasses on again and picked up the menu.
"Take a picture darling, it will last longer." The sentence was meant to be teasing but it was more like.' You are a disgrace'
Samara could not bring herself to say anything. She tried, she tried but it was like her voice had left her. She squeaked as she nodded.
Neil waved the waiter over and placed an order for both of them. She silently thanked him because she did not know the dishes served here. Each dish had a price that was twice her savings for the year. The silence was killing her but on the other hand, Neil looked comfortable.
"Who...Who are you?"
