Chapter 26
Rosie
The dinner went painstakingly slowly and I wasn't comfortable at all. I didn't even know how the dinner finished, couldn't remember what food I ate or what anyone said. I was so conscious under Marcus's scrutinizing gaze that I nearly cowered several times, only staying upright because of Jude's touch under the table and the small smiles he kept throwing my way, and Elena smiling so warmly at me from across the table.
Jude held my hand as we prepared to leave, his thumb brushing against my knuckles in soothing circles.
I wouldn't call the dinner a complete disaster because Jude had grabbed my hand and told his mom we were leaving when Marcus looked like he wanted to start another uncomfortable conversation.
Both father and son looked at each other so intensely that th
