When I stepped out of the car, I looked up and we were at Bouley Restaurant, one of the best French restaurants in New York. Logan tucked my hand into his arm and smiled as he took in my reaction. "Have you ever been here before?"

I shook my head. "No. Never."

He leaned close and said conspiratorially, "Neither have I."

We both laughed as we walked in together. "Well, I'm glad I have one of your firsts," I said without thinking. "Sorry. I shouldn't have said ...