“Mia,” he replied firmly, squeezing her shoulder a little, “calm down. There’s absolutely nothing to worry about. Yes, there’s a slight possibility that there might be someone in there I know—not including the staff—but tonight is about us, and other people will respect that and leave us to it. It’s quite an… intimate setting, since the tables are so small, so it definitely doesn’t lend itself to wandering around chatting to other people in any case.”
Relief started to seep through her, then froze. Intimate setting? So if he was a regular, who was he spending intimate evenings with? Given the circumstances, did she even have any right to ask? And would those evenings come to an end now he was unofficially engaged to Mia?
“Darling, what is it? Can we discuss this inside? I don’t want you
