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New Year's Eve was probably the worst night of the year for a first date. At Le Bernardin, where reservations had to be booked three months ahead of time, couples filled every table. Romantic, flirting, expensively dressed couples. Rollo and Cornelia, on the other hand…well, they were both expensively dressed. Cornelia was definitely flirting. But romantic? If romantic meant "ball of dread in your stomach"…sure.
"Your mother is amazing," Cornelia was gushing. "She was so thoughtful to book this table for us. Do you know how far in advance she had to do that?"
"Yes. She's very organized."
"She should be running a corporation."
"She does, in a way. Wareham, Inc."
Cornelia smiled, which drew his attention to the deep red shade of her lipstick. He found it unnerving. "The older famili
