(Sebastian)
We arrived at the restaurant shortly after seven. Zara had chosen a seafood restaurant overlooking the waterfront, and I'd called ahead to reserve a table. The hostess greeted us and led us toward the windows. From our seats, we could see boats moving across the water.
"This is beautiful," Zara said as she sat down. "I'm glad we came."
"So am I." I took the seat across from her. "You deserve a celebration."
She smiled and opened her menu. We ordered drinks before deciding what to eat. Zara chose grilled lobster with vegetables, while I ordered salmon and roasted potatoes. Once the waiter left, she reached across the table for my hand.
"Can I ask you something?" she said.
"Anything."
"Do you think I'm ready for a bigger project?"
I considered her question before answerin
