While Amelia started plating, she noticed Damien still fussing around and asked, curious, “What are you looking for?”
“Well, we’ve got this amazing steak right? Can’t skip the red wine, candles, and... a bouquet of roses.”
When he pulled out a bundle of fresh red roses, still glistening with water drops like magic, Amelia blinked in surprise. “You didn’t just have that laying around the house, did you?”
“Felt like the perfect night for a candlelit dinner.” He walked over to her, cradling the flowers and smiling warmly.
The moment they decided on cooking steak, Damien had already planned the romance part. While she was busy, he secretly texted someone to deliver a bouquet of roses.
Amelia beamed as she accepted the flowers, even counted them out of habit.
“Ten?” she said
