“I called my designer for a builder recommendation the night of the gala.” I flattened my palm on the table to my right. “You planned all this starting that night?” “Yes.” He shrugged. “I knew it was you. I saw you.” He grabbed my hand and squeezed it. “And you saw me too.” Pulling my hand away, I shook my head. “We had one dance. One dance.” “That was all I needed.”
