I hesitated. What if this wasn't Rose? Maybe she hadn't even arrived yet. I could feel myself blushing just at the thought of going up to the wrong person.
Relax, Bella, breathe, I told myself. It's not a big deal. You'll just walk off — no harm done.
"Rose?" I asked.
The woman turned and gave me a friendly smile. She was very pretty, all blonde hair and blue eyes. I wouldn't have guessed she was 35.
"Yes!" She stood up and took me by surprise by giving me a hug. "You must be Bella! It's so good to finally meet you."