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pulled back in a messy ponytail, and she was just as tempting in her jeans and long-sleeved tee as she had been dressed up that very first night. Even in the dim lighting, he could see Georgia was right. Everything about Meg screamed that she was going to run—the wide eyes, fingers clenching the straps of her purse, the stiffness of her posture. But she hadn’t run yet; that was a point in Nathan’s favor.
    That in mind, he stood and crossed the room. Covering her hands with his, he leaned down and kissed both her cheeks.
    “Hello, love,” he murmured.
    “Nathan,” she said on a sigh.
    He dragged his thumbs over her knuckles and enjoyed the way her breath hitched slightly.
    “Did you come in for supper?”
    “Huh?” She blinked a few times, brow furrowing.
    He thought his smile would crack his face. She was fucking adorable.
    “Hungry?”
    “Yeah.” She shook her head. “I-I-I did. I came in for supper.”
    “Good, you can join me.” Hand on her back, he led her toward the booths in back, grabbing his pint from the bar on the way, and saying to Georgia, “Two menus.”
    Instead of sliding in beside Meg like he wanted to, he sat across from her. Georgia was right behind them with their menus.
    “What can I get you to drink?” she asked Meg.
    “Um, pint of Strongbow, please. Thank you.”
    It wasn’t until the other woman walked away that Meg let her gaze find his. The uncertainty was easy enough for him to read.
    “How have you been?” he asked quietly. “What have you been up to?”
    “I’ve been well.” She shrugged. “I’ve been...exploring, seeing the sights. American tourist and all. Some of the time, I just wandered around. I went to the Tower yesterday, spent an enormous amount of time there. Today, I...”
    She stopped suddenly, lips pressed together, throat working as she swallowed. Nathan didn’t say anything; he just waited.
    “I went to your apartment,” she said in a rush. “Yesterday morning. I didn’t see your note until late the night before so... You weren’t there. Or you didn’t answer. I don’t know which, really.”
    “I wasn’t there.” He reached out and took her hand in his. “If I were, believe me, I’d have answered.”
    “Oh.” Her lips curved into a bright smile. “Thank you,” she said again as her drink was set before her, though she didn’t look away from him.
    “I was called into work,” he explained.
    “That explains the suit.” She nodded and moistened her lips. “Looks good on you.”
    “Thanks.” He winked then, after a quick drink, asked, “You’ve international calling on your mobile, yes?”
    “Yes, why?” She laughed.
    “Give it here. Make sure it’s unlocked.”
    He held out his other hand and wiggled his fingers. She pulled it from her purse, and shaking her head, plugged in her passcode before handing it over. He opened her contacts and quickly typed in his information. After saving it, he clicked “call”, and his mobile buzzed in his pocket.
    “There, we have each other’s numbers and can avoid any confusion in future.” He handed the device back with a smile.
    “All right.” She looked down at the entry then said, “Stevens. That’s my last name...for when you put in my information in your phone, Nathan Harris.”
    He brought her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles. “Charmed, Meg Stevens.”
    She snorted and pulled away with a laugh. “A bit late for that, all things considered.”
    “Oh, but I continue to be charmed by you,” he insisted, trying to grab her hand again, loving the way her laugh danced around him.
    “Shut up, and help me decide what to order.”
    “Have you have fish and chips, yet? Can’t come to England and not have fish and chips,” he pointed out, leaning back.
    “I haven’t,” she said, looking at the menu. “It’s good here?”
    “Yeah, best thing on the menu, in my opinion. ”
    “Served with mushy peas,” she read, wrinkling her nose. “May pass on that.”
    “You