“Careful now.â€? He says, still holding my hand.

“It has been ages since I’ve ice skated!â€? I exclaim, wobbling a bit.

“I’ll catch you if you fall.â€? Chris says smiling at me.

“Promise?â€? I ask.

“I promise.â€? He reassures me.

He takes my hand and guides me once around the lake. Eventually, my muscles remember the feeling and I don’t need Chris’ hand any more. This doesn’t stop him from holding it though. I smile at the thought of us gliding around this private lake of his.

Some time later Chris asks, “Hungry?â€?

As he asks my stomach grumbles, “Yes.â€?

He laughs, having heard my stomach. “I made reservations for us at a nearby restaurant.â€?

“Oh?â€? I ask. “Where?â€?

“You’ll see!â€? He tells me, dragging me back to the bench so we can change out of our skates.