The diners kept their chatter to a whisper, but Dustin's sharp hearing still caught every word. He didn't let it bother him.

Natasha, however, seemed to enjoy the attention. The envious glances from the other women only made her feel more pleased with herself. She kept serving him food or refilling his water with deliberate affection.

Dahlia sat across from them with her usual aloofness, acting as if the whispers didn't exist. But when she glanced at the pair, her expression faltered for a mom