Daniel was standing in the middle of the room holding a bouquet of orange tulips and plastic black flowers. I loved the color palette he had chosen because I automatically knew what he was going for—Halloween colors.

“What did I do to deserve these?” I asked as I walked over to where he was standing and took the flowers from him. My cheeks began to warm as I held the bouquet, chewing on my bottom lip.

Daniel shrugged. “I owe you a lot more ...