Chapter 9
Scarlett
I couldn’t remember the last time I had a man look at me the way Mack did. His gray eyes devoured me. If I didn’t see him eating his dinner, I would think he was just watching me. He was damn good for my failing ego.
“Is everything right now?” he asked after a few minutes.
I nodded. “It is. Thank you for speaking up. I always feel so bad doing that.”
“If a bride comes in and you messed up something on her dress, would you be mad at her for pointing it out to you?”
I shook my head. “Of course not. It’s her wedding day. Everything should be perfect.”
“And this is your health, your body. You shouldn’t accept less from Todd the waiter than your customers expect from you.”
I grinned, trying not to jump into his lap and kiss him senseless. Too many times Colton made me
