Two days after their row, he had managed to convince Diana to join him at this meadow in Mt. Charleston, not far from her mother’s house. He had been nervous that she would refuse, but he could sense that she wasn’t as upset with him as she had been two days ago. He had asked Liz to pack them a picnic basket and she had made sure that there were plenty of chocolate-covered strawberries, specialty cheeses, deli meats, gourmet bread and red wine in the basket. He wanted this picnic to be perfect for Diana because he wanted her to remember it for the rest of her life. ~ Diana drove up to the meadow and parked her Mazda right behind Jake’s car. He was leaning against his black Porsche casually wearing faded blue jeans and a light blue T-shirt. His tall, lean, muscular figure made her heart leap as she stepped out of her car wearing a yellow, sleeveless top and a flared, white mini-skirt. Her frustration with him had dissipated after her talk with her mother a few days ago. Now all she wanted was to open his stubborn mind to the possibility that he did love her after all.
