@Fletcher
Evangeline fretted the whole day after what she would cook for their dinner that night. She felt like an idiot for not asking what he liked. Who on Earth did that? Right, she did.
The whole afternoon she worked on a small chocolate cake she would be serving after their meal. Although.. It's not like they really needed desert. She decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and get ready, then she would decide what to cook.
She wanted today to be special, so she put on a ruffly pink blouse, a black skirt that reached mid thigh, and lacy black under garments. She figured Zeke would like something like that, and the idea made her blush. She went for soft curls, very little eyeshadow, mascara, and Zeke's favorite cherry lip gloss.
After finishing she decided to start cooking. Maybe chicken Alfredo would be okay and salad? Once she began to cook in the middle of it she set the table with a white lacy table cloth, and plates and utensils. She even went as far to put candles in the middle. Maybe she was going too far?
She continued on cooking, she was so excited for their night to begin. Her stomach was in a constant dance.
Evangeline fretted the whole day after what she would cook for their dinner that night. She felt like an idiot for not asking what he liked. Who on Earth did that? Right, she did.
The whole afternoon she worked on a small chocolate cake she would be serving after their meal. Although.. It's not like they really needed desert. She decided it would be a good idea to go ahead and get ready, then she would decide what to cook.
She wanted today to be special, so she put on a ruffly pink blouse, a black skirt that reached mid thigh, and lacy black under garments. She figured Zeke would like something like that, and the idea made her blush. She went for soft curls, very little eyeshadow, mascara, and Zeke's favorite cherry lip gloss.
After finishing she decided to start cooking. Maybe chicken Alfredo would be okay and salad? Once she began to cook in the middle of it she set the table with a white lacy table cloth, and plates and utensils. She even went as far to put candles in the middle. Maybe she was going too far?
She continued on cooking, she was so excited for their night to begin. Her stomach was in a constant dance.