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Taking her hand again, I lead her from the room we are in, through a corridor, and into another area of the building. As we walk through the semi-lit hallway, I remember what I wanted to say.
When she said she didn't want me throwing her grand gestures, it was at the tip of my tongue to tell her I hadn't booked this place for that reason. I wanted to tell Evelyn it was because I didn't want anyone ruining the mood, and I wanted to make her smile without distractions.
I—
Why can't I say the words?
At some point, my feet do the job of moving while my brain goes over thoughts that point back to Evelyn, so I don't see that she stops until I run into her. Evelyn makes an oomph sound and turns around—and we come face to face.
My senses are quickly alerted to how good she smells—a co
