C80 TAKEN AT NIGHT.

MEREDITH:

“Alan?” I swung around, knowing too well he was the one. “What are you doing here and where did you come from?” Shaking my head, I gathered my composure. I was asking the wrong questions. “How did you know where I stayed? You have been the one sending those flowers?”

Snickering, he flashed his perfect set of teeth over an overwhelming smile. He wore a radiant black shirt