Not His First Choice

"At our eight-year anniversary dinner, I ordered a spicy grilled steak. Ethan Cole's face dropped instantly.

""Nora, that's five hundred points off.""

""Did you forget Lily's severely allergic to chili? She could go into anaphylactic shock.""

I didn't say a word.

Because between us, there was a points app.

Ten points for bringing him lunch. Twenty for not being clingy. Fifty for not making a scene when I was sick.

A thousand points, and he'd take me on a trip. Three thousand, and he'd break one bad habit.

Ten thousand points, and he'd marry me.