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Rylan excuses himself to answer his phone when it rings.

“Thank you. They’re beautiful, aren’t they, Calista?” Aubrey kicks me under the table.

I quickly unfold my arms and straighten up. “They are. Hi. I’m Calista, Rome’s eldest daughter.” I hold out my hand and Olive shakes it.

“Sorry, I should’ve introduced myself to you personally. Especially before you saw me gush over Rylan Greene. I had no idea he was from around here.”

“He’s actually from Sunrise Bay, a few towns west of here, but yeah.”

She stares at his empty seat. “Is he your…”

“Used to be. Those two have been hot and heavy for the majority of their lives,” Declan says, inspecting a cream puff with a raspberry on top of it.

“Oh, you don’t think I was…” Her eyes widen and she looks worried.

“No. I’m used to it. I lived in Chicago with him for a few years.”

“Yeah, cause I kind of have a… or at least I’m interested in…” She laughs. “I can’t label it, but safe to say I have no interest in him.”

I laugh. “Relax, Olive. It’s okay.” I suddenly feel bad for being a sour bitch while she was talking to Rylan.

“Okay, well, let me know what you think.” She walks away.

Rylan returns but doesn’t slide his chair out to sit. Instead he stands next to me, peering down at me. I ignore him and bite into an éclair, telling Aubrey how good it tastes.

She stares at Rylan, then me.

I follow her vision since he’s being a spectacle. “What?”

“Let’s go.”

“We’re taste testing,” I say as if he’s an idiot.

“They don’t need us. Right, guys?” His eyes never leave mine to grant them even a glance.

“No. Go.” Declan waves.

I wipe my mouth with my napkin and rise from the table, Rylan putting his hand on my lower back to make it all the more urgent for me to leave.

“Hold on, bucko,” I say, grabbing my jacket and purse from the nearby table. “I have to say goodbye to my dad.”

Ignoring Rylan’s exasperated expression, I go say goodbye to my dad and Olive. Rylan does too, and we both compliment the food. My dad’s eyes are on us the entire way out of the restaurant. Even as Rylan opens the door of the restaurant for me and his hand falls to the small of my back to guide me out.

Once we’re out on the sidewalk, I circle out of his hand touching me. “What is your problem?”

“We’re going somewhere.”

I mockingly laugh then sober. “No.” I cross my arms.

“I have no idea why you’re giving me so much attitude because I find you incredibly attractive and it’s hard not to think about fucking you every minute I’m with you, but whatever. Keep acting like this.” He tries to undo my arms.

I’m sure we look like two siblings fighting in the street.

“What are you talking about?” I allow my arms to drop.

“The reason you got mad at me last night. Because I told you not to push up your tits.”

I huff and look around the area for eavesdroppers. A few people across the street are pretending to have a conversation, but they’re looking at us.

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