“Sure. Do you want to go out?”
“Um... I actually had something else in mind.”
“Yes?”
“Dinner at my place. I’ll cook.”
“Okay.”
A smile threads through his voice.
“Be here at seven,” I say and end the call.
My heart explodes in my chest as the heat of a blush spreads over my cheeks.
This feels like a journey back in time.
* * *
JADEN
The table is seton the patio with white linens, sparkling flatware, begonias, roses in a vase, and plates trimmed with golden lines.
“What’s the occasion?”
Smiling, she points at me.
“You.”
“Me?”
I grin, amused.
“Mm-hmm,” she says.
“These are for you, baby.”
I hand her the garnet roses. Her cheeks turn scarlet like the flowers.
“Thank you.”
She buries her nose in the flowers.
“They’re beautiful. And they smell so nice,” she says, excited and surprised.
“They’re supposed to, aren’t they?”
“They don’t always do. Where did you get them?”
“It’s a secret,” I say.
She chuckles.
“Sit,” she says, pointing to the table. “I’ll find a vase for them and be back in a moment.”
She spins away while I sink into a chair.
My gaze stays on her, taking a snapshot of her red dress and long hair. It almost touches her waist.