A nice romantic candlelit dinner.
That was what I had planned for Romie. I had even sent an invitation to her one hour ago, and she seemed to be quite… excited at the thought of it, which was perfect, given that the candle I had chosen wasn't exactly a normal one.
It was currently a few minutes before 6 PM, which was the time I had given her to come, and I had prepared absolutely everything. I had even asked for Nickolas's help for the meals she preferred, and I had asked the chefs to prepare them for this very occasion.
Everything was perfect, romantic. There was only one thing missing: the candle to be lit.
I got closer to it and lit it as the scent immediately started submerging the room. It didn't have any effects on me, but I couldn't wait to see just how Romie would react to it. I couldn't wait to see what her "instincts" were.