‘Fluff Hours’ | Closed Starter | @uxis-multimuse | ‘The Proposal’
Candles left an adequate glow where he set them center of dining table. Laying out silverware for the meal he cooked, the executive pursed lips, glaring at his cell phone. Ringing in the middle of this quick romantic dinner left him sour. He finally got away from their bullshit. If it’s any other time he might be lenient. This isn’t work hours.
He can’t even put together a surprise for his girlfriend. Hopefully tonight Eveen will be more than that. The box he kept in his pocket held the diamond he had been hoarding since last week.
Caleb Stern the marrying kind? It would make several people laugh he’s sure. Ex-girlfriends most likely, his brother in total shock that he’d think of proposing but Connor should know by now. She’s different. He loves her.
Shutting his phone off and adjusting the tie around his collar he made sure to look presentable. Any moment now and he’s oddly nervous. A man like him isn’t used to this. He’s not used to being in a serious relationship until finally falling hard.
Grabbing several plates and setting them out rushed his table set up last minute. Realizing the baked ziti chimed finished in the oven, Caleb used a mitt to remove the glass dish. He set it center between the candles giving off that low light making things smoky. Just a bottle of wine needed to be popped but he had to toss the mitt back towards kitchenette as he heard someone.
“I hope you’re hungry, Eve. I thought you’d like a nice evening together. Just you and myself. Compliments of the chef.”
