Luke’s POV
Amelia: I’ll be sure to name my price then. Now, focus on our guests and stop trying to flirt with me.
I smiled as I read it one more time. “Flirting with you?” I asked, mentally. She must have been having so much fun to be this forward about what she was thinking. Did she really think that I was flirting with her?
Anyway, there was nothing had with two people flirting with one another anyway. “What’s that smile on your face.” I heard someone said and I looked up to see everyone that remained around the table staring at me. We had now retired to the couches that were on the patio. With the fire burning in the grate that was installed in the middle of the couches.
For some reason, the women were no longer here because on by one, they had excused themselves to go to the bat
