To say that Miles was surprised Leah got his basket is an understatement. A part of him found it a little ironic since he was pretty certain she hated his guts since his accident with her cat when he was a teenager. But it’s not like the cat died. After spending the morning getting his uncle’s boat ready down at the lake, he headed back home to get everything in the basket before heading over to her house. Since it was a warm day with a nice breeze he wore a simple, white button up shirt with a nice pair of khakis, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows. After knocking on her door he stepped back so she could step out, giving her a little smile. “Ready for the picnic, darlin’?”