Nadia
“Nadia,” Cole says, loosing a long breath and opening his eyes, looking evenly down at me now. “Please, come back to the table and eat with us. I’m sorry that we made you uncomfortable. We’ll change the subject.”
“Nah,” I say, my surprise draining away and my anger retaking pride of place. I move again to step around Cole. This time he lets me and I put my food down on the table.
“You didn’t eat anything, dear,” the woman says, looking worriedly between the food and me. “Would you like something else? We have –“
“Would you mind giving us a moment?” Cole says, giving the woman an apologetic smile – his most charming and princely. The woman blushes, laughs a little and nods, stepping away from the table.
“Seriously, now you’re turning women away from their jobs, Cole?” I ask, ca
