Eliana had always been easy to appease. Provided someone she liked treated her well and didn't do anything horrible, she would accept them, or in this case, forgive. Taking the flowers, she pretended to be gloomy, "I thought you weren't coming," she said.

Lucas reached out and playfully touched the tip of her nose, smiling. "How could I not come?” he said. “I made a promise to you."

Eliana shyly leaned into his embrace, "Luke, thanks for making time to hang out ...