Playing Mrs. Beckett

hat people called Adrian Beckett-a

public after only three years, and on the announcement livestream, Adrian had turned t

ey had put on. Both o

end, fine dining restaurant. Adrian stepped

ting the roof of his car before walking over to the pas

alked into the restaurant, letting the waiters guide them to their designated special rooftop seat. A pai

d and their meal began. Sophie picked up her utensils, started eating with

eat," he said. "It's

d. What she found was Adrian, looking at h

e saw earlier, Sophie would s

e responded with a shy smil

hout overshadowing him. One drunken night, years ago, he slipped an

. She was beginning to think it was

"Nothing you do will ev

iled-the same shy smile she alwa

caller ID, he swiftly declined. He smiled at Sophie, a gentle, boyish smile, just like their college days.

dish was placed before her, she glanced at Adrian who was cutting up hi

n's phone

He saw the name on the phone, weighing so

a practiced concern. She didn't

ied. "Don't worry, just eat. You have

g, his phone r

e said, "it cou

getically stepping away. The moment Adrian's figure

Hall who called. Sophie

zing Julia over her. She could almost guess what his reasons would be: important project, something at work. Julia's position as an ass

m hand gripping her heart

n her subconsciousness, sh

she received a messa

the word, and I'll send him flying to you. I

first time since she found out a

she finally typed. "I'

ch

picked up her fork a

ding him like this wasn't right. Sophie had her own se

t o

e didn't have a