Justin asked, leaning back in his chair after they finished their meal. Siobhan scanned the upscale steak house with its elegant furnishings and intimate atmosphere. Several couples sat across from each other holding hands and sharing smiles. There wasn’t an empty table in the place. “It’s very nice, but how did you get reservations on such short notice?” He took a sip of his wine. “I made reservations two days ago.” She angled her head. “You kept the original reservation, even after I canceled?” “Yes.” “A little presumptuous, don’t you think? And why didn’t you respond to my message?” “Not at all.” Justin leaned forward and reached for her hand. “As far as not responding, I had hoped that by coming to your house, I could convince you to reconsider. I can’t tell you how glad I am that you changed your mind, Siobhan.”
