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“Oh.” I frown. “Birthday celebrations.”
“Nice.” He raises his eyebrow. “Do you need a chaperone?”
“I’m good.” I pause as I think of an excuse as to why I couldn’t invite him, how about….my best friend is a guard dog who will happily rip your head off. “It’s a girls’ thing.” I shrug. “Tickets were bought a long time ago.”
“Ah.” He takes my hand over the table. “But seriously, when can I see you again?”
I swallow the lump in my throat as I look at the gorgeous man in front of me. I really should be thrilled that he’s so keen. He’s called me every night this week. “How about dinner one night sometime next week?” I offer.
“Deal.” He smirks.
A deep voice interrupts us. “Hello.” I look up to see Nathan standing over the table. His eyes glance down to our entwined hands.
Oh, fuck.
“Nathan.” I drop Samuel’s hand like a hot potato.
“Please, don’t let me interrupt,” he says dryly. His eyes flick to Samuel. “I didn’t realize you two knew each other.”
“Yeah.” Samuel’s eyes come back to me. “We’ve just connected… until you interrupted us on Saturday night.” He raises an eyebrow.
My eyes widen in horror…what the hell is that supposed to mean?
There was no connecting…. you dweeb, we didn’t even kiss.
Nathan’s eyes come back to me. “I see.”
My heart drops.
“I’ll leave you to it then,” Nathan says.
“Join us.” I pull out the chair as an invitation.
“No. Thank you.” His eyes meet mine. “I hope Tiny enjoys her next meal. Send her my love.”
I cannot believe he just said that.
“Who’s Tiny?” Samuel smiles as he looks between us.
“Eliza has a friend that was a vegetarian.” Nathan smiles sweetly. “Recently converted to a carnivore and is apparently starving.”
I glare at him.
His eyes flick to Samuel. “Although, I
thought she would have preferred a higher quality meat, to be honest.”
Samuel’s eyes flick between us, confused. “Why, where is she eating?”
“At an all-you-can-eat restaurant,” Nathan replies without skipping a beat. “The diseases at those places are next level.”
I sit back in my chair, affronted.
Asshole.
“Goodbye, Nathan.” I fake a smile.
“Goodbye.” He saunters over to the counter and orders his coffee like he’s a fucking rock star.
