Author's POV:

Genevieve walked into the restaurant. She told them the reservation she'd made. The waiter bowed, showing her the way. She took the stairs, leaving the general eating area. She was taken to a private VIP room where her guest was waiting.

“You took your time,” he said, cutting through the steak on his plate. It wasn't completely cooked, red staining the plate.

Genevieve walked over to the other side of the grand table putting her bag down and taking a seat. “You do know ...