Dinner with a king (1)

"Let me help you out." Adrian said when I was about to exit the car. He gave me a hand and I took it.

"Thank you." I replied.

Adrian was the one that drove us to the restaurant. I told him that I can take the company car to get there but he insisted that I ride with him because it was proper etiquette for a gentleman that invited a lady to dinner.

"Your assistant isn't here yet?" I look around the entrance of the restaurant searching for Andrea and Adrian's assistant.

Because Adrian's car was a two-seater sports car, our assistants took the company car.

"Maybe they were stuck in traffic." Adrian smiled. "I'll message them later. Come let's go inside. It's a bit chilly here outside."

Adrian took of his coat and placed it on my shoulders.

"No need to mind me Adrian." I said with courtesy.

"I don't want a pregnant lady to get a cold because of me." Adrian smiled.