I DON’T BELIEVE it. This is incredible.” Dan, who had clearly not picked up on Abby’s less-than-welcoming “omigod,” was now standing beside her at the counter, smiling and shaking his head in astonishment.“I know. I mean, wow … amazing or what?” Abby prayed she sounded sufficiently effusive and that she wasn’t betraying the shock and embarrassment she was feeling. London had a population of six million people. Until last night she had never met Dan. Then she got trapped in an elevator with him, had a panic attack, got legless and revealed a list of cringe-inducing intimate details about her sex life. Now, less than twenty-four hours later, here she was, face to face with him again. If God was playing a practical joke, He was the only one laughing.“So you own Fabulous Flowers?”Abby barely had a chance to nod in the affirmative before Katie broke in.“Hang on, you two know each other?” she said, her eyes wide with surprise.“Yes,” Abby said, her face still on full beam.
