#Chapter 69
Evelyn
The date is a disaster.
Why? Because I'm thinking about a certain someone. Continuously. Which isn't fair to Noah who's trying to be so charming.
The guy is the literal definition of comfort yet I'm after the hot poetic millionaire who makes my heart race.
Noah picks me up from my office—I don't let people come to my condo to keep my privacy. Only Ivan, Yasmine, and Michael know the address.
Right off the bat, he acts like a duly gentleman. He compliments me, opens the car door for me, and lets me take control of the radio. During our car ride, we share a few intimate glances and some nervous smiles that I promise give me butterflies. Especially when I was convinced that I wouldn't get them with another man.
Of course, the butterflies don't go crazy as they do with Warren, but it's still progress.
