Description: Ethan usually doesn’t plan elaborate dates or dance in the moonlight. But for her? Anything.
Preview: Olivia tilted her head, listening closely. “I hear music.”
“Good. That means we won’t look like utter fools when I do this.” Ethan slipped his arm around her waist, turning her to face him. “I don’t think we had enough time to do this properly at the gala.”
“Are you asking me to dance?”
A text tore her attention away from the charts she was trying to organize before Edenbrook’s impending shutdown.
Relieved for the distraction, she read the message. Come to my office. Curious, she typed a response and slipped her phone back into her pocket as she made her way to Ethan’s office. She stepped inside, closing the door behind her.
“What’s this thing you have for me, boss?” She paused in her tracks and stared at him, surprised to see him dressed in a black blazer with a gold handkerchief tucked into the pocket. For several long moments, she gaped at him.
Ethan looked up from his desk, a suspicious smile lifting the corners of his lips. He handed her a box wrapped in tissue paper. “I hope you don’t have plans tonight, because I made some.”
Olivia peeled the tissue paper off the box. She lifted the lid to reveal a gold dress. Letting out a low whistle, she unfolded it and held it up. “You bought me a dress to match you?”
Ethan nodded as he stood up. “Yes. Tonight seems like a good night to put it to use.”
“That’s really mysterious.”
“You can go change in- oh!” Ethan stopped abruptly, blinking in surprise when she discarded her clothes into a pile on his desk. Feeling warm, he cleared his throat. “I suppose that works, too.”
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