Louis's POV
Claire froze beside me, eyes widening in shock as she took it all in. "Oh my God," she whispered, tugging at my arm. "Louis, I think we've just crashed someone's dinner date."
I chuckled softly, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her close. The surprise on her face—wide eyes, parted lips—was everything I'd hoped for.
"No, baby," I murmured against her temple, pressing a gentle kiss there. "We are exactly where we're supposed to be. This is all for you."
She turned to me, still stunned, a slow blush creeping up her cheeks as realization dawned. The waves whispered approval in the background while the last rays of sun painted the sky in pinks and golds. I could already tell this night was going to be unforgettable.
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The candlelight danced across the table as we settled in, the soft glow of fairy lights mingling with the last streaks of sunset over the water. Claire's eyes were wide with delight, her hand squeezing mine tightly under the table.
