After a while, Caesar realized that it was late and it was time for him to go. He wanted to stay more, but he had to wake up so early in the morning for work.

“Uhm, before I go… I was thinking that… I don’t know, maybe we could hang out sometimes? I know a place that makes the best seafood you’ve ever eaten! So I mean, yeah, we could go there if you want…” 

Caesar bit his lips, feeling extremely nervous. He wanted an answer, but he didn’t want it at the same time, afraid that the girl might not want to spend time with him as much as Caesar did. 

Genevieve smiled, her cheeks turned red. “I’d love that, Caesàr.”