"Wow," Kara whispered, sitting at your kitchen table and looking around your apartment. "You're really letting me over for dinner? I mean I know we're soulmates but we just met!"

She smiled awkwardly and her hand ran over your name etched in her wrist. She had always been a hopeless romantic type, and you were the best person she could have been matched with.

She'd wait for a little bit before telling you she's Super-Woman, but in all honesty she wouldn't blame herself if she blurted it out during dinner. Butterflies were building up in her stomach already, she would probably tell you anything. "Your home is gorgeous, I like the kitchen."