“Lauren.” I accepted. We managed to get through the front
doors uninterrupted. “Are you new here?” I asked.
“Sort of,” he replied, looking around the large dining room. “You?”
“Not really.” I shrugged.
Then Cassie called out to me. As I turned, she was waving me
down. “Lauren, come on.”
I turned back to Daniel. “I should—”
“Of course. Sorry to bother you,” he said and turned to walk
away.
“You didn’t bother me,” I said, touching his arm before he got
away.
His lips curved slightly. “Good to know. Enjoy your meal.”
Then he reached down, took my hand and kissed it. I smiled. Whoever said chivalry was dead?
“You too,” I said, then slowly started walking towards Cassie. I
noticed, out of the corner of my eye, Mason leaning against the
pillar by the window, his eyes on me, arms folded across his chest.
When Cassie spoke, my attention diverted from Mason to her. “Who was that?” Cassie asked, looking over my shoulder. “Uh—Daniel?” I replied.
Her brow arched. “He was handsome.”
“Yeah, he was, wasn’t he?” I said.
Briefly, I glanced in Mason’s direction. He was still watching
me. I should have stuck to my senses and said no to Cassie about
joining them for dinner at the country club. I knew Mason was
going to be here. After I took a seat, Mason started to walk in my
direction. My heart pounded harder and harder against my chest.
Then I was thoroughly disappointed when he kept walking. “You always seem to meet the cute ones,” Cassie teased. “Yeah,” I muttered, still watching Mason. “What’s wrong with
Mason today?” I asked.
“I don’t know.” She shrugged, looking at me, then over at
Mason. “Why? Do you have a thing for him?” she asked, grasping
my forearm. “I don’t care if you do, but I must warn you first.” “No. God, no.” Who was I kidding I couldn’t stop thinking
about him since that first day in the forest. “I’ve heard all about