"Alright children, your assignment for tonight is to come up with a poem of your own. It doesn't have to be the best as long as it means something to you. Class is dismissed," said Elizabeth as the children hurried to get their belongings. Jack walked into the room at that moment.

"Afternoon everyone," he said a bit surprised.

"Afternoon Mountie Jack," said the children in between snickers.

"There's nothing to laugh at here children," scolded Elizabeth lightly.

"Goodbye Ms. Thatcher, Mountie Jack," said the children.

"Goodbye everyone," said Elizabeth and then turned to Jack, showing he had her full attention.

"Sorry, I didn't think the children would still be here," said Jack apologetically.

"It's no problem. No problem at all," said Elizabeth walking towards him, slowly touching his arm.

Jack smiled, "I was thinking since school is not in session tomorrow and I do not have any duties to fulfill at this moment, I was wondering if you would like to have dinner with me tonight?"

Elizabeth grinned from ear to ear, "I would love to have dinner with you tonight. As long as it does not require me to do anything in the kitchen."

"I would never think of torturing you like that Elizabeth Thatcher," said Jack, "Just meet me at the café at seven tonight."

Elizabeth nodded and gathered her belongings, "Well then. I will see you at seven then Constable. Have a good rest of the day." Elizabeth headed back home but Abigail was nowhere in sight when she arrived. Elizabeth assumed Abigail was still at the café and that she would be home soon. Elizabeth headed to her closet to find something appropriate to wear and decided on a light blue dress that her parents had bought her for her birthday one year. At quarter of seven, Abigail had still not arrived home so Elizabeth decided to leave a note for her before going down to the café. When Elizabeth arrived at the café she was overtaken with shock.

Much like their first date, there was a table in the center of the room with candles adorning it. Jack and Abigail were standing together and Jack had a bouquet of flowers in his hand, "Good evening, Ms. Thatcher," he said.

"Good evening Constable," she responded and approached him.

"For you," said Jack handing Elizabeth the flowers, "And dinner is served prepared by Ms. Abigail Stanton."

Elizabeth smiled as she sat down across from Jack. She should have known Abigail was involved in this dinner date. Abigail served the food and then said, "I'll leave you two alone. I'll be at home if you need anything."

"Thank you Mrs. Stanton," said Jack. Abigail nodded and left the room. The pair started to eat and enjoyed their meal when Jack spoke, "Elizabeth there is a reason I brought you here on this date."

Elizabeth looked up at Jack, "What is that?"

"Well I know we haven't known each other very long, but in a way we have. It was just something I have been wondering. Elizabeth Thatcher, do you consider us to be courting?" asked Jack sincerely.

Elizabeth put down her napkin and took a deep breath, "Well having dinner together and kissing are what is normally done when you are courting someone. And all of my students certainly think we are."

Jack chuckled lightly, "I could tell by the way they were acting when I walked into the saloon."

"But is it okay if they are right?" asked Elizabeth.

A slow song came on in the background and Jack stood up and offered Elizabeth his hand, "Shall we have this dance Ms. Thatcher?"

"Of course Constable," said Elizabeth taking his hand and slowly swaying to the music with him, not nearly as nervous as their first date, "But you ignored my question," she whispered in his ear.

Jack leaned back to look her in the eyes. He kissed her slowly and that was the only answer Elizabeth needed before Jack said, "Yes."

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