30KillianHolley stared around the Papillion that evening, her eyes taking in all the jewel-bright tones and fancily-dressed diners. “Wow,” she said. “When you want to take a girl on a nice date, Killian, you really go all out, huh?”
I shrugged a little, glancing around the place. “It was Tiffany's suggestion,” I admitted. “She said you probably hadn't been here yet and that you'd probably like it. It's all French food, so if that bothers you, we can go someplace else, but if nothing else, they should at least have a decent wine and champagne list.”
Holley turned to kiss me lightly on the cheek. “Killian, this is great,” she said. She laughed a little self-consciously and tugged at her flowing black dress. “I feel a little underdressed, though. I know you said it was nice, but I didn't re
