Chloe

The candlelight flickers across the white linen tablecloth as I fidget with my wine glass, glancing nervously toward the restaurant entrance where David just left. The soft jazz fills the comfortable silence between us.

I really appreciate you inviting us out tonight, Arthur. David talks about you constantly at home. He's so grateful for the promotion you gave him.

I take a small sip of wine, my cheeks already slightly flushed from the unfamiliar luxury of this place. The VIP booth feels intimate - almost too intimate for just a business dinner.