April's ire began to fade as she stood there with him. He was right, had she know he worked there, she probably would have canceled the reservation. She didn't want to risk it, but now it was too late. He was there, standing in front of her. She tiled her face into his hand, his touch so soft. And he was there in the flesh in front of her. God he was so hot and handsome. She found herself trying to catch her breath, part of her wanted him to take her right there and screw her against the wall.<br/><br/>"I came here for myself, because someone convinced me to come and have a good time." She shook her head, still shocked that he was standing there. "You could have given me some kind of heads up, some kind of hint to expect you." in truth, he did, lots of them, and she was just starting to put the pieces together. "I should get back before he suspects anything." She began to turn away, but he still held onto her hand, "Simon," she turned back, looking at her hand, wondering if he would let her go.