We walked through the huge dining hall and into a private room-a much more intimate setting-with the same china, crystal water goblets, wine glasses, and flowers. It took my breath away, for at that moment, I realized that he had booked a private room for us. Lance slipped the maitre d' a one hundred dollar bill discreetly as a tip before he left.

"Well, what do you think?" Lance asked, smiling as he held my chair for me and I sat down.

"Lance you didn't have to go ...