John was pleased with how Isabelle was leading the evening. She was ravishing in that dress, and she seemed to be comfortable in the eye-catching colour.
"You certain know how to choose a place. I am impressed, Ms Darlington." John seated Isabelle at the table first, insisting on holding the chair out for her before sitting himself. "You seem to have settled yourself very comfortably since coming to stay with me." He motioned to the hovering waiter to ask for some wine, and was just about to order for them both when he paused and indicated that Isabelle should order her preference. How very unlike him.