Sensing my gaze, he tentatively spoke up. "Stella, are you perhaps looking at me with new eyes? Would you consider making me a permanent fixture in your life?"
After a moment's thought, I replied with a coy smile. "Sure, we'll give it a one-month trial period. If I'm not satisfied, I'll return you."
Clang! Yale's utensils slipped from his hands and clattered onto the table.
"R-really? You mean it?"
"Mm-hmm."
He then asked hesitantly, "In that case...Stella, can I take a picture with you to post on my social media?"
I didn't say anything, just held out my hand.
After the photo, I remembered to add, "Send me a copy of that picture."
He was overjoyed, his smile as bright as a thousand suns, his whole being practically radiating pink hearts.
