He shook his head. “I know the perfect place to dine in this weather. Come on,” he said, walking out of the office. I grabbed my jacket and hurried after him, trying to contain my excitement.
His driver took us to a renowned restaurant, the kind of place I never imagined setting foot in during my entire adult life. Even with Veronica, gaining access to this exclusive venue had always seemed out of reach.
The manager came to greet us personally, and I was taken aback by the level of service. Dave gestured toward me. “This is my friend James,” he introduced, and my chest swelled with pride. “He is my friend, and I want you to always grant him access to this place, with or without a reservation, and with some discounts too,” he added, turning to me with a soft laugh. “I’m sure he will be ne
