Serena's POV
Dinner with Ryan had the Bellagio's top floor restaurant all to ourselves. The Strip stretched out below us like a glittering carpet of light, but honestly? I couldn't care less about the view outside when the view across my table was Ryan sipping his scotch, the amber liquid catching the light just like his intense eyes.
"So," he placed his glass down with deliberate slowness, "those three inefficiencies you mentioned?"
I smiled, taking a sip of my champagne before answering. "First, your customer flow pattern creates a bottleneck by the main diamond display. People naturally gravitate there, but the layout forces them to double back rather than continuing through the store."
Ryan's eyebrows raised slightly, interest sparking in his expression.
"Second, your
