Chapter 63. We Meet Again

CHARLOTTE

Emma and her friend gawked like statues carved out of disbelief.

Was he—was he going to ask me to dance?

Oh, thank you anonymous good Samaritan for the bikini. And also thanks to Olive for the styling.

I am certain this look did something to enhance my beauty. How many years had it been?

A man wanting something to do with me and he is not my ex-boyfriend.

Somewhere in my head called Leo.

Well, Leo is too perfect to be called a man! He is an angel.

“What’s your name?” The voice cuts into my thoughts.

I blinked. “Charlotte.”

“Beautiful name, Charlotte.” He offered a handshake and I gladly accepted, my heart racing wildly.

“Thanks.” I blushed uncontrollably.

“So Charlotte, would you…” he leaned closer, as we held eye contact.

“Yes?” I replied impatiently.

“Let me dance with your most beautiful friend, over there?”

The crash was instant.

I blinked in confusion and itched so much to