As they looked over their menus, Daniel stole a glance at Emma. Seeming to sense his perusal, she looked up and offered a tentative smile. He smiled back, captivated by the sparkle in her dark eyes.
She was…beautiful. And this time when she looked at him, he didn’t see the dark anger that had sparked so often the past weeks. That made him happy.
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Emma stared out the window as she munched on one of the tasty little confections whose name escaped her. It had cheese and shrimp. She wasn’t sure of the other ingredients, but it was good and she was starving.
The sky had started to soften. Wispy pastel tendrils flirted across the horizon as the sun sank lower. She closed her eyes and allowed the soft breeze to soothe her fried nerves.