"Yes," he said without hesitation. "Please." The long box was tucked into his back pocket, hidden under the hem of his shirt just in case he chickened out and decided not to give it to her. What if she didn't like it? What if she pretended to like it but he could tell she really didn't? That would almost be worse. He waited until her back was turned to gather their drinks and quickly sat the box on her desk before sitting down in his own chair.