~Zayn's POV~
"You are the most beautiful sight I have ever seen," he breathed, his voice rich with sincere adoration.
He guided me softly to the parked car, his hand resting warmly at the small of my back, and carefully opened the back door for me.
I slid in, and Evric followed, settling beside me. As the driver pulled smoothly into the traffic, Evric turned his entire body toward me.
"I know we have drivers for convenience," he murmured, his thumb gently tracing the line of my jaw, "but I wanted us to sit back here so I could do this."
He leaned closer, his eyes locked on mine, and asked, "Can I kiss you?"
God, that sounded like he had never asked for a kiss before. The simple, respectful question was more potent than any grand demand. I smiled, but quickly hid it. Zayn, calm down, I told myself. I took a deep breath, regained my composure, and nodded once: "Yes."
