*~*Sereia's POV*~*
I knew that Reagan was probably planning things for this night. He wouldn't leave it all to me, but I wanted to be a part of it as well. This was a night for the two of us. It wasn't a major milestone or anything like that, but it was special to me. And I was sure that it was special to Reagan as well.
When I got to his place, which only he lived in now, I was ready for everything. And I do mean everything. I had a bag filled with food that I planned to cook for him. I had learned how to cook from my dad, Makai. And he had learned from a world class chef that used to work for my grandparents. I was sure that I could make him something that would satisfy him.
"What's all this?" He asked me as I set the bags down on the table in the living room. "It looks like you brought a lot of stuff."
"Well, I know you wanted to go out tonight, but I thought that we could stay in. I wanted to cook for you."
"You can cook?" His eyes went wide.
