After dinner.
Things hadn’t gone as he had planned, but he would be lying if he said—or even thought—that it didn’t please him. Honestly, since leaving the office that afternoon, he hadn’t done anything but imagine everything that could happen that night. Yet everything he had imagined had been nothing more than a chimera, a creation of his mind while he tried to focus on preparing dinner. The fact that his plans had been disrupted didn’t mean he didn’t have an ace up his sleeve. The idea had arisen as somet