"Is it really okay?" Selner asked softly as she walked beside Austin across the quiet bridge.
She wasn't in her usual white shirt and skirt today. Instead, at Valerie's suggestion, she wore a flowing white skirt and a light blue blouse. Her round glasses gave her a gentle charm, and her hair was tied up in a neat bun—though a few curly strands had slipped loose and framed her face.
She looked stunning.
"What is?" Austin asked, offering his hand to her.
Selner took it and lightly hopped over a small wet patch on the bridge.
"I mean… You're bringing me here like this. It kind of feels like a date, doesn't it?"
Austin chuckled. "Well, yes, sort of." He tilted his head, smiling at her.
"You don't think Valerie would be upset about it?" she asked
He gave a small shake of his head. "Selner, she's the one who picked out that dress for you. If she didn't want us to come here, she would've said so. You know her well enough to be sure of that."
