Reagan
Reagan had no idea whether Eustace"s choice of restaurant for their lunch was purposeful, though she suspected not. A lot of the reviews had complimented the romantic ambience and the intimate setting, both of which were things he seemed to try and avoid at all costs.
Or perhaps he was trying to tell her that he was ready to finally seal their mating bond. Somehow, she doubted that was going to be the case, but she could hope.
Light Italian music played in the background after she entered, and the faint smell of sizzling garlic and onions hung in the air, making her mouth water. It no longer mattered why Eustace had picked this place, she was going to enjoy the food.
He waved at her from across the room and her heart skipped a beat. The traitor. She was supposed to be trying to
