Gabriella

Despite the fact that Anthony’s Chophouse had opened a few years ago and it was close to my condo, I’d yet to visit the upscale steak house. If necessary, I could walk home.

Johnathon stopped the SUV near the front entry, came around, and opened my door. With a nod and a grin, he said, “Have a nice meeting, Ms. Crystal.”

I stepped from the vehicle, the warm spring air billowing the skirt of my dress. I smiled at ...