“I booked a hotel where we can spend the night,” Gray told me while we were picking some fresh fruits at the market. He carried the paperbag that the seller handed to us as I paid for it.

“You really plan this well, huh?” I said, amused.

“This is our first time out of town as a couple. I want it to be perfect!” He said, following me.

“What do you want for dinner?” I asked. “I’ll cook.”

“Wait, what do you mean cook?” He raised his brow. “I already book a hotel and --”

“To which, I didn’t agree.” I glanced at his way for a while before picking...