more had been taken, which was an awfully interesting coincidence, Bryce thought.
"That's part of the reason Thomas hired us. What with the maze out back and then the woods, he wanted people to feel comfortable out there." Although that wasn't the complete truth, it wasn't false by any means. He hoped it would help keep her calm.
He glanced over at her as he pulled the truck into the parking space. She was so beautiful, he had a hard time getting over it. After spending the morning with her, Bryce had wanted to take her back to the lodge, pick her up, and seat her on the counter while his lips explored her beautiful, soft-looking skin.
But he hadn't. Natasha wasn't ready for that, and no matter how much he wanted to try and bull his way past those defenses, he had agreed to play by her rules. It hamstrung him, but until she was ready to officially take things to the next step, he would continue to do as she wanted.
He just hoped she wouldn't keep her blinders on for much longer. There were some things in life that weren't meant to be fought. True love and the call of his mate was one of them.
"What?" she asked.
Shit. He had been staring too long. Killing the engine, he hopped out, not responding immediately to her question.
"What was that look for?" she pressed as they walked toward the doors, crossing the little bridge she had fallen on the other night.
"Don't ask that question if you don't want the truth," he warned.
She didn't respond. The door opened and Nancy seated them quickly.
"Oh interesting. It looks like Joanna has the new server working already."
"She replaced Jenna, right?" Bryce asked, trying to carry on the conversation. Every time things got too emotional between them, neither of them would talk, making it even more awkward. He hated it, and was glad to have something to talk about.
"Yeah. We'll see how she does firsthand. Don't act like you work here, okay?" Natasha asked, picking up the menu to decide on what to get.
"Whatever you say, Boss," he replied.
She glared at him. He smiled.
Ahh, love. It was awesome.
"Hi there, my name is Maria, how can I help you today?"
She was staring directly at him. It was unnerving how intensely focused the server seemed to be.
"Ladies first..." he intoned, gesturing across the table at Natasha.
The woman's head barely moved, writing down the order before snapping back to focus on him. Her smile looked genuine, and there was no rudeness in her voice either. It was just as if she was obsessed with Bryce.
"What the fuck was that?" Natasha asked when she went off to place their order.
"I have no idea. Very odd. Do you think it was my charming good looks?" he said with a grin.
Natasha swatted at him. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm surprised she didn't run screaming."
He mimed taking a bullet, as if she had just shot his ego, while they both chuckled.
"So, Bryce. You said you stayed here to live a different type of life. How did your parents take that? Do you still talk to them?"
"They took it okay. Not great, at first, but they accepted it for now. I haven't married or done anything that would truly set them off, though they don't know I have no intentions of consulting with them about it first. But no, they haven't ostracized me or cut me out of their will or anything."
"Here you go," Maria announced, appearing suddenly with their drinks.
She gave him an odd stare before leaving. It sent shivers down his spine.
"There is something odd about her," he commented.
"Very. She better not be like this around everyone, or I'm going to have to have a conversation with Joanna, and be rid of her quick."
"Yeah," he said vaguely, watching the waitress go. There was something about her that just wasn't...normal.
Though they tried to eat in peace, the waitress continued to interrupt them. Each time she only looked at Bryce, as if he was the only one she could see. He felt incredibly awkward about the whole thing, because he could see Natasha getting angrier and
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