As we pass Isaac and Lauren, Nate tugs me closer. He leans over their table, slapping Isaac on the back with his free hand. “Ah, looks like you went with the soup. Couldn’t handle the Thai jungle curry, huh?” He flashes his cockiest smile. “Too spicy for you? I prefer the spicy stuff.” His gaze travels over me seductively. “It’s more fun.” He lifts my hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles. “Enjoy your plain broth.” And then we’re off again, heading for the buffet table. I quickly glance back to see Isaac’s response. He’s fuming. “You are alarmingly good at this,” I say. Nate’s
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