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It was a rare Friday night that Bree didn’t have a show, so Trent took advantage of her night off by taking her out to a fancy French restaurant. He intended to let her know what he’d decided to do. Hopefully, it would be a night to remember. She’d been so busy since the wedding and the declaration of their love for one another that he hadn’t gotten a chance to take her out on a proper date, so this was a night he wanted to make special for her. Dressed in an elegant black cocktail dress, with her strawberry-blonde hair piled on top of her head, Bree was a vision of beauty. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her as she sat across from him in the restaurant, soft romantic music playing while they waited for their entrees at a candlelit table. He’d asked for a table with some privacy so that