As Miles halted the car in front of the fancy restaurant, Maren's eyes widened in surprise.
"Why are we here?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity, as she looked around, it was one of her favorite restaurants.
She always wanted him to bring her here seeing that he brought her made her excited but she couldn't help but wonder why he did.
Miles smiled, flipping his fingers on her head gently making her groan.
"Aww, that's hurt." She grumbled.
"You have been wasting time away, and refusing to have good food. It is not good for your health. See you lost so much weight with just a few days that I left." She grumbled in an irritation to be staring at her.
"But… it's good, I am a fashion designer, I also train models so this…" he placed his finger on her lip shaking his head.
"Tonight, I am going to make sure you're filled up before we head home," he told her.
