“Aren’t you going to answer it?” Dallie asked Grégoire upon hearing his phone ringing. Her mother also gave the man a curious look.
“It’s fine. It’s not important,” he answered.
Dallie wondered who was calling him and if he was telling the truth. Nonetheless, she shrugged it off. They continued to eat and talk. Her mother seemed to be animated while chatting with Grégoire. Somehow, she felt that her mother indeed liked Grégoire’s personality. He was sweet and charming. Thoughtful even. Dallie could not take her eyes off him. There were times when their eyes met, but she would quickly avert hers or cast them down her plate, with her heart racing.
“Thank you for the wonderful lunch and company, Grégoire,” Eliana said, looking at the gentleman when they exited the restaurant.
“The pleasur
