Chapter 33

They gently clinked their wine glasses before bringing them to their lips. The red wine, a carefully selected vintage, left a refined and slightly fruity taste on their palates. Jacob watched Charlotte savor the first sip, her eyelids briefly closing as if to fully appreciate each aroma. When she put down her glass, she gave him a look full of admiration.

— "It’s delicious, Jacob. And I haven’t even mentioned the meal yet," she joked with a sparkle of mischief.

Jacob responded with a smile, his eyes reflecting all the admiration he had for her.

— "I wanted every detail to be perfect, just like you. Every time I look at you, I remember how lucky I am to have you," he murmured, his gaze locked on hers.

Their fingers intertwined across the table, creating a tangible and intimate connection. Charlotte bit her lip lightly before responding, clearly touched by his words.