“Yes," Rena replied, her curiosity piqued.

“These butterflies are from the ice age in South Africa. There's only one pair left in the world now. Waylen, how did you know that I had an affinity for them back in high school?"

He smiled knowingly from his office chair.

He didn't provide a direct answer to her question but instead said softly, "Why don't you come back to our apartment for dinner tonight?

The cook from my family's mansion has prepared a special meal. Let's enjoy a glass of red wine together, shall we?"