She was so much in awe that she could not speak.
The ceiling was so high and the space so large. She could only imagine the expense that Alexander must have gone to in order to treat her in such a way.
"Reservation for the name 'Turner'?" she absently heard Patrick request. The chandelier in the entrance was riveting, and Shelagh could hardly take her attention from it. Patrick's hand brought her back to reality as he held hers and prompted her to walk with him and follow the maître d'hôtel.
She still had a hard time believing it.
She had accidentally met Alexander two weeks ago, completely surprised to see the changes that 14 years bring. The last she had seen of him, he was a tall, blond, and awkward young man, off to medical school in America. The man whom she had met last Thursday on her way home from shopping, she hardly even recognized.