CALIFF

“What’s this?” She was surprised to see a blanket spread on the grass under the tree with pillows, a basket of food, and a bottle of wine.

“I wasn’t sure if you like the setup. I wanted to take you out on a dinner date, but with the situation in our pack—”

“Stop.” She cupped my face and looked me in the eye. “This is beautiful, Califf. The restaurant is overrated, anyway. I love this. Thank you.”

I sighed as I pressed my lips against her. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“This is you making up to me. Can we sit down now?”

“Yeah.” I chuckled, taking her...