But Beth hadn’t realized that her stress betrayed her and Michael saw what she did.
“I can’t drink. I have to drive the car,” said Michael, eyes on the glass before him.
Beth didn’t expect that.
She wouldn’t give up. No matter what happened today, Michael must drink up the glass of wine. And she would do everything to make that happen.
“You can call your driver later.” Beth winked at him. “I am in the mood. Just a glass of wine, please. You deserve the treat.”
“Treat?” Michael touched the glass with his finger gently. Looking at her, he smiled.
“Yeah. You figured out Lily’s plan and gave her no chances to approach her. I respect you for that!” Beth smiled sweetly. “I start to think it might be a good choice to be with you.
Michael was pleased. He raised his glass. “There should be a
