CHAPTER 18
COOKING DISASTER
~NATHANIEL'S POV~
I was going to cook dinner for Tessa.
This thought occurred to me on Wednesday afternoon while I was in a board meeting, listening to quarterly projections and trying not to think about the way she'd looked at me during her family's card game.
The way her whole face had lit up when I'd managed to remember the British accent rule.
The way her mother had hugged me like I actually belonged there.
"Nathaniel?" Kevin's voice cut through my wandering thoughts. "Did you hear the question about the Henderson account?"
"Right. Yes. Henderson." I had no idea what they'd asked. "Handle it however you think best."
Kevin raised an eyebrow but moved on. After the meeting, he cornered me in my office.
"What's going on with you lately?"
"Nothing's
