Serena glared at him.

“Nice to meet you,” Walter held out his hand.

“Likewise,” Evan shook his hand.

She returned her eyes back to Serena, who was already waiting for them.

“Well, then, let’s seat you,” Walter said getting his fill of the couple.

New, he guessed.

“Is this fine?” he asked turning around with his arm outstretched at the semi-hidden table next to the window.

“Yes.”

“How about looking at the table first, Serena,” Walter chastised lovingly.

She blushed turning her attention to the layout. Walter had placed them at a window table that faced the shining moon. The cloudy fall day had cleared to become a cool fall night. Not a cloud in the sky. Neither a star, it was New York City after all. Stars were hard to find.

Serena’s eyes widen at the single candle in the center of the table and a yellow rose placed she requested in the opposite place setting. She turned toward Walter and mouthed ‘thank you’.

“I’ll leave you two.”

Walter backed out of the scene.

*****

The pair sat quietly absorbing the setting, hands still entwined.

“So…” Serena said.

“Thank you for the rose,” Evan said lifting the flower to her nose.

“A yellow rose…”

“A yellow rose what?”

“A yellow rose symbolizes friendship. Before we can be anything to each other we must be friends first,” Serena stated.

“I always thought of you as a friend,” Evan smiled.

“Among other things,” Serena smirked.

Evan looked at her innocently.

“Oh, don’t give me that look. You wanted more than friendship when we first met,” she laughed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Evan teased.

“Of course not. It wasn’t you who touched and kissed me with your mother… *****, your whole family a few feet away.”

“It must have been my evil twin.”

“Huh, well your evil twin sure is a great kisser. One of the best I’ve ever experienced,” Serena stated holding Evan’s hand to her mouth for a small touch on her knuckles.

“I can ask her to teach me some of her moves, if you like,” Evan flirted.

“Definitely… I like,” Serena grinned.

A heated silence lay between the women as they focused only on each other.

“Good evening, my name is Pierre, and I’ll be your waiter tonight.”