Chapter Thirty-eight

Lily

Lily sat across from Wyatt at the table. They were seated at the very back of the restaurant, right next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, giving them the perfect view of the sunset as it dropped below the horizon. The sky was dark orange, and the ocean reflected color of the sky.

“It's so pretty,” Lily said, with a sigh as she gazed at the view.

“So beautiful,” Wyatt agreed.

After a moment, she glanced back across the table to find that Wyatt wasn't even looking at the ocean at all. He was sitting there, gently gazing back at Lily. She bit her bottom lip and pushed a strand of hair over her ear.

“Thank you for taking me here,” she said.

“You're very welcome.” Wyatt placed his elbows on the table and leaned forward a bit. “Thank you for coming with me.”

The waiter walked up to the table. He looked to be in his forties, but was clean shaven and had his hair slicked back. He was dressed in a three-piece suit and carried with him a bottle of champagne.

“Are you two ready to o