Anthony surprised Amber and flew to New York to meet her.😱

Amber: (wide-eyed)
Anthony?! What—what are you doing here?!

Anthony: (smiling nervously)
Surprise…? 😅

Amber: (jaw drops, hands covering her mouth)
Wait. What?! Are you serious right now? You're in New York?

Anthony:
I am. I took the red-eye. Landed this morning. I had to see you.

Amber: (stands up, walks around the table, and hugs him tightly)
Oh my God, I can’t believe you’re actually here. This doesn’t feel real!

Anthony: (hugs her back tightly)
It’s real. I missed you so much, Amber. I couldn’t take the distance anymore without doing something about it.

Amber: (pulls back slightly, eyes tearing up)
You didn’t even tell me. I would've come to the airport or something!

Anthony:
I wanted to surprise you. I knew you'd be at this café—you always come here when you're stressed and working. Figured my odds were decent.

Amber:
You remembered that?

Anthony:
I remember everything about you. Even the little things. Especially the little things.

Amber: (laughs, wiping her eyes)
God, I can't believe you're actually here. I thought I was just gonna be stuck in meetings and Zoom calls all weekend. And now—you're sitting here. In front of me.

Anthony:
I know you’ve been feeling overwhelmed, and I hated hearing it in your voice during our calls. I just… I wanted to be here. For you. Even if it's just a few days.

Amber:
A few days? How long are you staying?

Anthony:
Four. I took a few days off work. Booked a room near Central Park. Unless… you want me to crash with you?

Amber: (grinning)
Obviously I do. My place is tiny, but it has one very comfortable couch… that I will not let you sleep on.

Anthony: (laughs)
I was hoping you’d say that.

Amber:
God, this is unreal. I’ve been having the roughest week and suddenly it’s like the universe threw me a lifeline. Or, more accurately, a 6-foot-something, thoughtful lifeline who just flew across the country.

Anthony: (smiling warmly)
I’d fly anywhere for you, Amber. You know that, right?

Amber: (softly)
I do now.

Anthony:
So... what’s the plan? Do we stay here and caffeinate until your laptop explodes, or do I kidnap you for the rest of the afternoon?

Amber: (grinning like a kid)
Kidnap me. Please. I want to be irresponsible for the first time in weeks.

Anthony:
Done. Your captor demands hot dogs from a street cart and a long walk through Central Park.

Amber: (laughs)
That’s the kind of ransom I can live with.

Anthony: (stands up and offers his hand)
Let’s go make some memories.

Amber: (takes his hand, eyes locked on his)
You already did the second you walked in.