"I - I suppose it would be fine." She could not help how her brows drew together. Samantha clarified, "I mean... It's just one dinner, right?"

"Yes, just one dinner. Why? Were you expecting another one?" Ethan asked, raising his chin at Samantha.

With her mouth parting, she thought, 'How in the world were my words interpreted that way?'

"Um. No! Of course not," Samantha awkwardly said. "One dinner."

"Good. Then I'll have my driver take you and the kids to the hotel," suggested Ethan.

"Oh, there is really no need," Samantha said while raising his palm at his offer.

"I have to. You are supposedly my secret wife," Ethan answered. "For all we know, Mr. and Mrs. Song are still waiting outside, observing the building."

After calling his assistant and giving instructions, Ethan said, "I'll have John contact you again for when we will plan the dinner."

"Okay, Mr. Right. I guess I'll see you soon," Samantha acknowledged.

***

"Wow! The donuts are so yummy!" Exclaimed Kenzie after