Inside the restaurant, Mackenzie wished the ground would open and swallow her whole. The clink of cutlery felt like mockery. Even the candlelight guttered, as if laughing at her. Hunter had just walked out on her. She couldn’t believe it. To say that she was frustrated and humiliated would have been an understatement. It didn’t help that the other diners once again had their eyes on her as they whispered to one another. She’d bet she had given them a full entertainment for the evening.
Grinding her teeth together, she stood. She needed to get out of there and figure out what she was going to do next. Head held high, even though she wanted to tuck her chin against her chest, Mackenzie made it two steps before DeAndre materialized in front of her.
She put up her hand. “Please don’t say any
