Evelyn’s POV
That night, after Kane and I showered, the two of us were lying in bed. I embraced the feeling of his arm wrapped securely around my waist.
“You know, there actually was a reason why I came to find you earlier,” I said with a light chuckle.
Kane turned to look at me. “Tell me.”
I fiddled with the hem of my sleep shirt. “Today at lunch, Diana and Josie talked me into going into town tomorrow for a girls’ day. We’re hoping to find the dresses we want to wear to the formal.”
“That sounds like fun,” he said.
“Would you be opposed to color-coordinating our attire?” I asked him shyly. I hesitated to glance over at him to see what his reaction was. I half-anticipated Kane to laugh at the idea or reject it flat out.
“Okay.”
My brows shot up, clearly shocked. “Really?”
