My Sister Hid Her Boyfriend Inside My Marketing Firm Until Her Dinner Party

of note?” I asked.

“The young lady who called to confirm the reservation requested that your name be removed from the guest list,” Francois said, his hand resting flat against the open book to cover the crossed-out entry. “She was quite specific that the seating arrangement had changed to five.”

I let my hand rest on my black evening bag, feeling the continue reading …