Dinner Date.

Arwen was on her way out when she received a call. Checking her phone, she realized that it was Aiden. Her brows raised slightly, but then she smiled and accepted the call. "Hello. How may I help you, sir?" she joked, only to hear Aiden ask in his usual tone. 

"Do you have plans this evening?" 

Arwen paused at his casual yet serious tone, an odd blend of both. "You sound serious; is something wrong? Where are you?" 

"In a meeting," came the reply. 

And that made Arwen raise her brows again. "A meeting?" she asked and Aiden replied, "Just a small meeting with a few board members to discuss the shift of our headquarters." His tone sounded more like a husband explaining his spending to his wife, providing the details as if it were very necessary.