LORETTA

FIVE MINUTES EARLIER

Harlan's hand was extended out, hovering between us in a pregnant silence, hope lit up in his eyes

“Come with me” he said again, as if he repeated it enough times, I might agree to

I looked at his hand, then at his face, the boyish face I once admired years ago, and my heart softened for him

“Heath…” I started gently, choosing my words with care. “I appreciate that you're looking out for me. I really do.”

His eyes brightened even more, a slow smile spreading across his face.

“So you'll come with me then.” It wasn't a question. “There's this new Michelin-star restaurant close...