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Connor was burning with curiosity, assuming his dad wanted to take him out for some one-on-one time.
He didn't have to wait long before Sylvia strode into the restaurant, her heels clicking elegantly against the floor.
She was clearly dressed to impress, wearing a stunning pale-blue gown, her hair styled in soft, cascading waves. Her makeup was flawless, radiating a sophisticated and alluring charm.
As soon as she sat down, Sylvia flashed a playful smile. "What's the special occasion? Taking me out to such a nice place?"
Killian offered a faint smirk and pushed the menu toward her. "See what you like. Order whatever you want."
Sylvia carefully studied the options. Once she made her choices, Killian handed the menu directly back to the waiter.
"Aren't you going to order anything for yourself?" Sylvia asked, looking up.
"As long as you're happy," Killian replied flatly.
Sitting between them, Connor frowned, his mood souring instantly.
Killian ordered a standard kid's meal for Connor, but every other dish brought to the table was specifically catered to Sylvia's tastes.
Sylvia beamed, completely won over by the gesture, her spirits soaring.
Candles flickered romantically across the table. Killian ordered a bottle of premium red wine, and a violinist tucked in the corner played a soft, sweeping melody. The ambiance was flawlessly romantic.
Halfway through the meal, a waiter approached Sylvia holding a massive bouquet of red roses. "Ms. Xavier, these are from Mr. Quincy. Flowers for a beautiful lady. We hope you enjoy your evening."
Sylvia gasped, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide with delight.
On cue, the restaurant's live band stepped closer to their table, transitioning into an even more romantic, soulful tune.
She glanced around and finally realized that every other table in the dining room was completely empty. Killian had bought out the entire restaurant.
Overwhelmed with emotion, tears pricked Sylvia's eyes. She composed herself and graciously accepted the bouquet.
"Do you like them?" Killian asked, his dark, bottomless eyes completely unreadable.
Sylvia nodded enthusiastically. "Why didn't you tell me?"


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