Chapter 40

The building was ornate and had beautiful architecture. Vintage lights shone onto the sidewalk and caused the cement to slightly sparkle. She took in the black windows and gold lettering on the doors. The metal on the doors were made of matching gold and her heart stopped.

She stepped forward and nearly tripped on a crack. Olivia glared up at him as he caught her again. "I swear... You had to pick these ones..."

Noah chuckled as he led her to the gold accented doors. "It'll be worth it. Promise, love." Noah kissed her on the top of her head, and she sighed.

He opened the door and walked with Olivia up to the front desk. "I have a reservation for Noah Martin."

"Yes, right this way." The waitress led them out to a terrace, where friends and family were standing around chatting and drinking champagne.

"What is this?" Olivia peered around at their parents, their friends, her models, and her assistant.