She felt that Everett was finally showing signs of moving on from his past relationship with Dorothy. It wasn't an overnight change, but a gradual shift where thoughts of her didn't consume him as much, making him less resistant to the idea of other women in his life.

"Are you done?" he asked.

"Not quite."

Everett wasn't interested in her ramblings. Seeing an opportunity, he stood up. "I'm going to head to the restroom. Think about what you want to say, and let's try to wrap this up in one go. And don't trick me into another dinner; I won't be falling for that again."

Quincy nodded in agreement, "Sure."

As Everett walked away, Quincy's gaze lingered on the coffee he had ordered upon arriving.

Today was her only shot.

Chances were, if Everett didn't end up poisoned, he would never agree to meet her alone again.

Thank goodness for Jonathan Lopez playing matchmaker!

Quincy clenched her fist, then slowly pulled a small vial of liquid from her purse.

Everett did head to the restroom, taking his time to

elegantly at the table, he knew the deed

"Mr. Lopez, you're back."

"Yeah."

her at the table, casually picking up his coffee and taking a sip without

on her lips. "You really like

out what you want to say,

wasn't one to mince

never faced such blunt rejection from Everett before; it was a new experience

I think we could give it a shot, getting to know each other. I'm not asking for you

"Not interested."

you over

presume to know what I'm thinking." Everett frowned but continued to drink

coffee, silently relieved that he had truly consumed

she moved out of the place you two shared. So, I took a wild guess." Everett's gaze dropped. The sunlight from outside the restaurant bathed his face, highlighting his striking

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