“If I refuse, you’ll make things difficult, won’t you?” she challenged, her tone subdued.

“Absolutely,” Mark confessed without evasion.

Expecting outrage, he was met instead with acquiescence.

“Fine, I’ll dine with you, Mr. Evans,” she conceded, her usage of “Mr. Evans” laced with sarcasm.

Mark detected the derision but remained unfazed. His primary concern was his longing for her.

Angela’s Library

He suggested picking her up, but she preferred to drive independently.

agreed to meet at their familiar haunt, reserving the usual private dining

few dishes, each a

in tow. Mark eyed the assistant, subtly dismissing her. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

remained silent. She sat beside

the evening, and she

her, a rare quiet

mood was surprisingly

was sparing

her profile, and

one. We’ve stopped seeing each other,” Cecilia

sigh of relief

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