SAM

 

I let my eyes wander around when Phoenix ushers me outside the car. This place is an old books store which is renovated into a big and modern one. Many well-known authors used this venue for book signing events.

A woman around my age approaches us wearing a bright smile on her face. “Mr. Williams, Ms. Anderson, good evening! Please, follow me.”

I am surprised to hear my name, and I grin at her in return.

I feel Phoenix’s hand gripping my waist. “Let’s get inside, beautiful.”

“What are we doing here, Phoenix?” I whisper

“Thought you love surprises,” he responses with a smirk.

“Did you happen to buy...