“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.

meet at their familiar haunt, reserving the

selecting a few dishes, each a

dismissing her. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on

behind the departing assistant, Cecilia remained silent. She

seven in the evening, and she hadn’t eaten

her, a rare quiet between

was

was sparing

eating little, studied her profile, and then ventured, “Where’s your new

the one. We’ve stopped

sigh of relief escaped

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