“Sorry, I already have plans on Saturday.”
Charlie declined politely.
Erica felt a wave of disappointment.
In truth, his words were already a gentle rejection. She should’ve known that their pleasant conversation just now was merely a result of his good manners.
But the clearer this truth became, the more reluctant she was to let go of such an exceptional man.
Brushing aside her pride, she forced a smile and said, “That’s okay. Clemens, whenever you’re free, I can work around your schedule. Let’s give each other another chance, shall we?”
Charlie’s smile faded slightly.
He got straight to the point. “Miss Dawson, you’re an excellent person, but we’re not suitable for each other. I hope this dinner was at least enjoyable for you.”
“It was. I thought we might go further. I do like yo
