Chapter Fifteen
The platter displaying fruits, both orchard and tropical alongside an assortment of provincial cheeses, had now been replaced with bronze cups and saucers.
Rosetta was cherishing every moment at Chavelle’s. The divine food, opulent surroundings, view of the moonlit harbour and quirky entertainment wove a special kind of magic around her, and that was before adding Matthew to the mix. But Matthew had his own brand of magic, a powerful blend of attentiveness, depth and compassion, and his ability to see certain situations through the wry lens of humour never failed to make her laugh.
She’d told him about the exciting progression of EGS, something she didn’t share with everyone because it was so very close to her heart, and he’d listened in fascination. And he wanted to kno
