Griffin gave me his arm when I came to stand in front of him. “It looks like you got some sun today.” His eyes flicked over my body in appraisal.

“Yeah,” I said, but didn’t tell him I fell asleep for most of the day.

We walked into Spago, another restaurant in the hotel. It was ultra-modern with sleek lines and colors. The air smelled divine. My stomach woke up.

The hostess walked us to our reserved table, then asked if we wanted ...