“Y-Yes,” she squeaked happily, pleasantly surprised by the hug and the warmth it brought from the outside chill. She was hesitant to get out of his arms but noticed several patrons watching the scene play out, some of them with stars in their eyes.
Growing embarrassed, Katelynn pulled away to lead him over to the cake – devil’s food as he had told her his favorite. “Happy birthday Jack,” she told him tenderly in and out of character at the same time, pushing the cake towards him. “I know it’s a day late and all but..I’m sure you weren’t forgotten by any loved one and now I can celebrate it with you properly. Go ahead and make a wish.”
He nodded softly, trying not to drool at the sight of the cake. Jack didn’t usually care for sweets much, but cake (and hot chocolate) was a different matter. There weren’t many bakeries in the city that could make devil’s food the way he liked, but this one looked perfect.
“It was worth waiting for, Katelynn,” he said, reaching over to take her hand. “Just like you.”
With that, Jack leaned in, took a deep breath, made his wish, and blew out the candles in a single long puff.
Her love had definitely learned to be quite the romantic. As far as she knew men tended to make big gestures with roses and cliches but all Jack needed to do was tell her a few words and she was a pile of mush.
Watching him blow out the candles, she composed herself and took a little icing off. “Obviously not going to tell me your wish I presume..?” she teased as she planted it on his nose and sucked the rest off her finger.
“Of course not,” he teased her back, reached up to wipe the smear of chocolate off his nose. “If I do that, it won’t come true, and I’m not about to take that risk!"
Still grinning at the silliness of it all, he politely pulled a chair out for her, before taking a seat himself. "I doubt we’ll be able to eat all this in one sitting. Do you think they can box it up for us to take home?"
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