Chapter 61. Let’s Talk

Sophia

My heart is beating fast. Why is he here?

My eyes immediately fall upon the table, set for two and adorned with a crisp white tablecloth. The sound of soft music playing in the background and the gentle flicker of candlelight look splendid. I look around. Most of the tables are empty.

Did he plan this date?

Did he choose this dress for me?

Did Lena know?

“Here you go Miss Sophia,” the hostess says, and Miles turns.

He catches my gaze, a warm smile spreading across his face.

A strange, overwhelming emotion takes over. I want to turn away and leave.

He gets up and takes a step towards me, and I swallow hard. It’s barely been a week. How did I forget how handsome and tall he is? Looking at him always feels like a fresh breath of air. His tailored navy blue suit fit his broad shoulders and narrow waist. M always has a confident grace in him.

“Please Sophia… take a seat,” he breathes.

The hostess leaves us al