Nathan's POV
"Room for one more at the table?" I asked smugly, enjoying how shocked these people looked. The ones who interrupted my time with Freya.
"Not particularly," the older man grunted with displease at my question "The table is full,"
"It doesn't look full to me, old man," I chuckled, pulling myself into a chair as I sat down. "See, now it's a full table," Our eyes connected, and I could sense the threat this man aimed at me. I wasn't scared.
I took my eyes to Freya, how delicious she looked in that red dress "You look stunning my love," I said, my eyes dropping to her curvy breasts, which nearly spilled from the neckline "How come you never dress like this for me?"
I reached for the menu the dark haired woman held opposite me "I'll take a look at that, thank you,"
