Hostile Interruption

Later that evening, Clara and Gael sat across from each other in a Wagyu steakhouse.

She looked up at him. "I didn't expect that you would bring me to such a Wagyu steakhouse..."

"We've never done this before, so I wanted to treat you," Gael said, carefully cutting her steak and sliding the plate in front of her. "There you go, Clara."

"Thanks." Clara felt a small, unexpected flutter of warmth.