A laugh bubbles out of me. “Cliff…this is—” “All right?” he finishes for me with an unsure lilt to his words. “Is it all right?” “It’s all right,” I agree, but all right comes out more like perfect, and I can tell he knows. I reach up to twist my earring. “This, uh…this isn’t because of the card today, is it?” His face scrunches up. “I’ve been planning this since you first told me about your birthday.” Cliff waggles his eyebrows. “Alex made it easier for me to look good doing it.”
