The coffee date lasts for about fifteen minutes before Natalie storms out of the restaurant in a rush.
I leap from the seat and dash to Nate's table. He still has that big smug grin on his face.
"So what do you think?" He wiggles his eyebrows. "She's hot, right?"
"She's married!" I blurt out.
Okay, that's not how I was planning to share the secret. And that's not the reaction I thought I would get from him. He's still smiling as he leans over the table.
"I know she's married." Nate says. "She told me that herself. And she also has a two-month old baby. And her husband is the primary caretaker as she goes to work. But she's unhappy in that marriage. And she's getting a divorce."
"That's a lie!" I blurt out. "She didn't seem like someone who was getting a divorce at the dinner!"
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