“Not if I can help it.”
We walk out of the room to where the elevator is waiting for us.
Not if I can help it.
What does he mean by that? Is that why he doesn’t want to fall in love, because he won’t be in charge anymore?
The lift arrives at the ground floor and we step out hand in hand.
Hmm, that’s a very interesting thing to say, I’m going to come back to it.
Three hours later, and I’m practically melting across the table from him.
We are at Closs Maggiore, an exclusive restaurant in Mayfair, and we’re sitting in the courtyard. The tables are lit by single candles, and fairy lights hang above us. Relaxing music is being piped throughout the entire outdoor space.
The champagne is going down well and we’ve had an amazing meal. The conversation has been flowing easily. Julian is act
