Ethan paused. “No, the chef left it in the fridge. I just reheated it.”

She wasn’t sure what came to mind, but suddenly she burst out laughing through her tears. “Makes sense.”

If he ever cooked, he’d probably burn the whole kitchen down.

Ivy sipped the lobster bisque slowly. As the warmth settled in her stomach, the chaos in her heart finally began to calm. Only then did she have the presence of mind to think straight.

“Did ...