"You're too good to me," Amelie said softly, lowering her gaze. "Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever be as good to you."
Gabriel let out a chuckle as he tossed his shirt into the laundry basket. "You don't measure love, Ame. Didn't anyone ever tell you that?" he teased, walking over to her. "You think way too much in that little head of yours."
Amelie pouted, crossing her arms. "I'm not measuring love," she mumbled under her breath.
Gabriel leaned down slightly, brushing his fingers against her cheek. "Then stop overthinking."
A small smile tugged at her lips just as he said, "Let's go out for dinner tonight."
"Sure," she replied quickly, perking up. "But only if we go to the place I choose."
"But you don't know many places in San Ravendale," Gabriel said.
"Well, I've done a bit of research," Amelie declared with a confident smile. "But I'm not telling you the name of the place yet, it's going to be a surprise."
