Flora stepped out of the taxi, her heels clicking lightly against the pavement as she lifted her gaze to the towering mall in front of her. Adjusting the strap of her shoulder bag, she drew a breath and made her way toward the gleaming glass doors.
Inside, the weekend buzz of shoppers and laughter filled the air, but she headed directly for the renowned restaurant where Zander had promised to meet her.
The usher at the entrance bowed slightly, opening the door with a courteous smile. "Welcome, miss."
"Thank you," Flora replied softly before stepping into the restaurant.
Her eyes scanned the room, and she noticed a hand lifted slightly in the air. Zander.
Flora's lips curved into a smile as she crossed the room. Zander rose from his chair the moment she reached the table, pulling one out for her with a gentlemanly ease.
"Thanks for coming," he said warmly.
