Neither of you had family in the city and so Darcy had invited you to her apartment for Thanksgiving dinner.

Though it was just the two of you, as you entered the smell of turkey, vegetables, wine, and stuffing filled the room and the dining table was loaded with lots of food.

“Sorry, I went a bit overboard.”

She said with a shy smile and a chuckle as she added the last dish to the table, her long dark hair was tied in a messy bun and she wore an apron over her t-shirt and jeans.

“I just love hosting. I hope you like it!”