James had followed her with the best of intentions.
He'd actually wanted to check on her.
Instead, she'd brushed him off without a second thought.
Did she really not recognize when someone was trying to help?
Frowning, he shoved his hands into his pockets.
Following her had been a mistake.
He wasn't even sure why he'd done it in the first place.
It was completely unlike him.
Rose didn't give James another thought.
She took the elevator down to the restaurant's private dining level, expecting to find the mystery guest she'd been told was waiting.
The room was empty.
A hostess hurried over the moment she saw Rose.
"I'm so sorry, Ms. Bennett," she said apologetically. "My manager asked me to tell you someone was waiting. I didn't realize..."
Rose offer
