CHAPTER 16
MAUREEN
Andre was waiting at the entrance of the rooftop restaurant when I arrived. He looked just the same—button-down shirt rolled at the sleeves, kind smile, warm eyes. He opened his arms with a grin.
“Maureen.”
I hugged him tightly. “Hey, Dre. You look good.”
“So do you. Damn.” He pulled back slightly, his eyes flicking down over my dress. “Still turning heads, huh?”
I laughed as we walked in, the wind soft against my skin.
“I can’t believe you agreed to a weekday date,” he teased, handing me a menu. “The Maureen I knew had strict rules about romance and business mixing.”
“Trust me,” I muttered, opening the menu, “a lot has changed.”
“Oh yeah?” He leaned forward. “Talk to me. What happened? You just disappeared after getting married.”
I sighed, fingers tightening
