RSVP with Love. Sandra Kitt

      Kevin was staring at her, hard and skeptical. “How did you get into the event planning business?”

      Chloe smiled, not offended by his need to know. “I started out taking over the details of parties in my dorm. It spread beyond that to helping people I worked with. After graduation I spent almost five years in New York working for the wedding planner at the Plaza. What began as an internship turned into a career. I’m good at it,” she added. He arched a brow.

      “Chloe Jackson,” Kevin murmured, almost to himself as he stood beside her at his office door. “The name does sound familiar. Class of 1999?”

      “Yes.”

      He narrowed his gaze on her. “Did we know each other?”

      Chloe gave him what she hoped was a mysterious smile, one that didn’t give away any of what she was feeling or remembering.

      “In a way,” she said, walking past him and out of the office.