Grey's POV

I hadn’t looked forward to a date in years, but tonight, with Sara Anderson, my pulse raced like a schoolboy meeting his crush for the first time.

.

And I hoped she'd show up.

My outing for the day was cancelled and every meeting was rescheduled. Knowing how nasty Sara can be, I had to make everything perfect.

And I didn't even know why I cared too much about her opinion. Or maybe, I did.

The sitting room was vacuumed and all furniture dusted. Usually, I would have called ...