Rose POV
As soon as I saw him in a tie, I got a chill up my back. He knows that I have a weakness for guys dressed up all preppy. And like his odd fetish for stockings, I had a similar one for ties.
He greeted me, "You look beautiful, Rose."
I smiled at the compliment and returned one back. "You look pretty damn good yourself, Ken."
"Well now that we have all the opening bullshit out of the way, let's go catch up."
He grabbed my hand, entwined his fingers with mine like we had so many times before. To me it felt as if we never broke up.
I was silent until we reached the restaurant. The ridiculously pretty, busty, redheaded maitre d' greeted Ken, "Oh Ken, you are back in town." Once she saw me, her tone and facial expression changed from flirtatious and sweet to possess
