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He was glad that she was pleasantly surprised, since he wasn't exactly sure what her reaction would be. He wasn't sure how she would be reacting to a lot of things that night, so as far as he was concerned, this was a pretty good start. She was curious, but she didn't really seem suspicious which was a relief - it was better if she didn't ask too many questions. The mention of an anniversary caused him to smirk a bit, his thumb affectionately brushing along the side of her hand. "You didn't miss anything," he assured her, looking back out to the table. When she mentioned her style of dress, Cael smiled down at her.

"You look perfect."

He kissed the side of her head to punctuate his statement, cherishing the scent of her hair - between her body wash, shampoo, and whatever perfume she decided to wear, he always loved how she always smelled like some sort of exotic flower, sweet fruit, or vanilla. Sometimes it was a combination of all three. He had grown so accustomed to waking up with her scent lingering on the pillows and sheets - it was intoxicating. Just another part of her he couldn't get enough of.

"Shall we?" He asked with brows raised, gesturing towards the table. He pulled out her seat for her, waiting for her to lower herself down into it before he went about serving up their food. He had made pasta bolognese with a side of warm, homemade bread - his mother had taught him how to cook when he was younger, though he rarely had an opportunity to make anything. He used to cook only for himself, and once Cecilia moved in with him, she took it upon herself to cook dinner most nights, since she was home and he was working. Still, he had to hope everything had turned out okay. He poured them both a glass of wine before he lifted his goblet to her.

"To us."