Ella moved the vase of flowers on her kitchen table to the left an inch, shook her head, and moved it back. The setting was perfect. Her pretty white plates and blue cloth napkins complimented the ivory lilies. She needed to quit putzing.
She'd had dinner at Jason's place a couple evenings this week after work since that initial "date," but this was the first time he'd be coming to her apartment. They'd had great conversation and a lot of laughs, brushed on some deep subjects. There was nothing to be nervous about. Heck, he hadn't even tried to kiss her since the night he'd found her in the park.
Which probably meant he did just want to be friends. Admittedly, she was disappointed. He'd been right about their spark. Yet, there was still her secret hovering between them. Often, she'd tri
