Declan Samuelson had a way of bringing out the best in me. I had been in an exceptional mood since our picnic date two days ago. I even smiled at Miranda when she gave me her signature death stare.

He wasn’t one to disappear on a girl after a date either. Declan had checked up on me periodically, calling, texting and even sending flowers. I wasn’t sure I deserved him.

I had temporarily forgotten about the story, but I had to be in Miranda’s office soon for a ...