Chapter Six
First Time We Met In Person
The maitre d’ looked down his snobby nose at me. “May I help you?”
I looked around nervously, the shiny and sparkling interior of the restaurant making me nervous. I knew my dress was outdated by many years and I looked shabby compared to the people dining inside.
“Ah…” I licked my lips and he sighed as if he were bored. “Um, Mister Bradley Blackwell. I’m having dinner with him. My name is Lucy…er, Lucille.”
The man’s eyebrows rose as if he didn’t believe me. “One moment, let me go see if he is here.”
Yep, he definitely didn’t believe me. So, I stood there awkwardly, people eyeing me as they walked by while I waited. If he’d wanted to embarrass me, he’d certainly achieved it.
Why had I come here again?
The man returned, the scowl on his face
