No One Else

Reyona was certain if she was still eating, she sure would have choked on whatever was in her mouth.

Surely he must be joking, right?

Who would have thought that a man like him had such a sense of humour?

While she stared at him, he raised a half-spoonful of his crème brûlée towards his mouth. Then halfway to his mouth, he placed it back in the bowl and asked straight-faced. “So what do you think?”

“You…you are serious.”

“Oh, I am. You see, we can…”

“You are mad. Very. I didn’t realise it before, but I can see it now.” Reyona said as it became clear to her beyond doubt that he was not joking.

Not even a hint of his roguish smile was on his face at that moment.

She was already reaching for her bag when he said with urgency, “Listen. Please, listen to me for a moment, okay?”

Already half-standing, Reyona sat back so as not to attract attention.

Keeping her temper on a tight leash, she said through gritted teeth. “You have a minute to explain, and it starts now.”