“Here we are,” Grant beamed at Tasha as he stopped his car in the parking lot of a new exquisite restaurant called Le Petit Paradise. Nestled in a quiet alley, hidden from the chaos of the bustling city streets.
And the best part was that it had a theater upstairs. This afforded the clients the opportunity to enjoy movies in a more serene environment. One of Grant's clients had taken him to the restaurant for a meeting last month.
That was how he got to know the place. And he had decided since then that he would take Tasha there for a celebratory dinner whenever she finished her book. She and Evelyn had finished up their writing two days ago.
He got out of the car and turned around to open the car door for Tasha. Grant couldn't help but admire her beauty. With her raven-black hair an
