Rebecca sighed to herself, thinking 'Just my luck,' and instinctively turned to look, but saw nothing.

She must have heard wrong. That was fine. She didn't want to see Zachary's face, anyway.

"Mr. Mendes," Rebecca waved to Ivan, who was waiting for her in the distance.

"Why don't you just call me Ivan? Mr. Mendes is too formal," he suggested.

"Okay," Rebecca agreed, and he naturally started using her name too.

"Do you come here often?" Rebecca asked ...