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Caden looked over his shoulder and smiled at Rose, the fresh Arizona breeze rushing over the two before it faded as they were seated. He ordered a cold glass of whiskey for starters. |
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Rose got a glass of red wine, watching him adoringly |
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"What do you think?" He asks, taking a sip of his drink. |
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"It's...ostentatious..." She said softly |
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Caden chuckled lightly, setting his glass down with a soft clink. "Ostentatious is a bit of a over statement, just wanted to give you what you deserve." He mused, looking at Rose in adoration to her beauty. |
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"I hardly think I deserve anything." She muttered, her eyes flickering over him pointedly |
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Caden paused for a moment, looking at the table then back at her. "You deserve...." He trailed off, twirling the ice in his glass, the amber liquid curled around it. "alot more than I could ever give." The man protested, a hint of a smile on his face. |
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"Since I could never give you enough to make up for the night you first came and talked to me, you saved me, y'know." He answered, setting his menu aside as he figured what he wanted. |
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Rose wasn't hungry but decided on a small something to make Caden happy. She nodded at his response, not wanting to argue specifics |
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Clear with Temps dropping into the Teens
