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*Michael*

"Come on, Stella. We're going to be late!" I call to the little girl. She comes skipping over to me. 

"I'm ready," She smiles. I pick her up and carry her to the car. 

"Why in such a hurry, Daddy?" She giggles. I roll my eyes at her little joke. 

"Do I look okay?" I question, looking at myself in the rear view mirror. 

"You look very handsome," She smiles. I nod, take a deep breath, and pull out of the driveway and drive towards the pre-school. I park in the parking lot before getting out. Elizabeth was just getting out of her car. I help Stella out as she makes her way over to us. 

"Hey, Miss Sawyer!" Stella smiles. She waves at the two of us. 

"I actually have a question for you," I mumble. Stella takes my hand and looks up at me. Elizabeth looks at me expectantly. I take another deep breath. 

"Would you be interested in joining me for dinner tonight?" I ask. Her cheeks flush red as a smile takes over her face.

"Like a date?" She asks. I nod.

"If you're up to it," I add. She nods once more. 

"I'd love to," She nods. Stella lets out a little squeal as she does a little dance. Elizabeth and I start cracking up. 

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