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I hear Kane’s cheerful voice greeting whoever it is at the door, the sound of more than just one person suddenly moving through the house as he gives instructions.

“Just over there, thanks.” And “Oh! Uh…Over there, please…,” piquing my curiosity.

I almost forget all about what I just heard him and my mom discussing.

Almost. But not quite.

I can’t believe Kane even suggested New York to my mom. But then again, I have to remind myself about everything he’s promised and delivered on so far.

And all in one day.

This is the real deal, Jen. And like it or not, you gotta break some eggs if you wanna make that omelet that spells K.A.N.E.

Whatever he’s up to now, I can just hear the smile on his face in his voice, as if dealing with my mom is as easy as doing whatever he’s doing now.

The sudden smell of food hit my senses, then fresh flowers.

The tinkle of cutlery and the sounds of Kane saying he’ll take things from here.

Bidding our silent visitors goodnight before I pluck up the nerve to show my face.

Before I step out, I sneak around the corner of the kitchen to make sure we are alone again.

My mouth hangs open at the sight of what Kane’s gone and done.

The windows glow orange in the sunset outside, but inside there are groups of tall, thick pillar candles flickering softly.

And flowers.

I’ve never seen so many flowers in my life.

My knees go weak again as it dawns on me that this is just Kane being Kane.

Arranging all this while I slept.

Our first real date, I guess.

I feel badly underdressed for the occasion but spellbound by how pretty everything is. Knowing it’s all for me, I tiptoe into the kitchen. Startled when Kane suddenly appears holding a giant vase of red and white roses.

“Hi,” I squeak, and Kane sets the vase down, hooking his arm around my waist and kissing me deeply.

“I was just setting up the dining room,” he murmurs. Lingering long after he’s kissed me, commenting on how nice my shirt looks.

“We don’t use the dining room very often. I just thought it would be nice if…,” he trails off.

But I can’t contain myself.

“Nice if you bought every rose and candle in town!” I exclaim.

“You really shouldn’t have, Kane,” I tell him, making him pout.

“Uh. Yeah, I should have, and I did,” he says swiftly, poking his tongue out and ordering me to cover my eyes as he takes me by the hand.

Guiding me into the huge dining room, which I don’t think I’ve ever even seen in all my visits to Abby’s place.

Feeling like a princess, even though I’m wearing nothing but his shirt, I play along because I can see how much it means to Kane.

He’s showing me how he feels, not just telling me. And by the looks, the guy’s got deep enough pockets to walk his talk.

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