Twisted Rivalry
But the moment his eyes landed on me, he said,"Mr. Gibson... in all the years you've frequented my establishment, you've never once brought a companion to this table."
My fingers tightened in my lap. I was the only person he'd ever brought here? What about Sophie?!
"You are absolutely beautiful, miss," the manager added, bowing.
My cheeks flushed, and I tried to clarify before rumors could spread. "Oh, no, I'm just—"
"She is my assistant, Mr. McKenna," Kenneth cut in, his voice dropping harsh and clinical. "Now will you stop talking and take our orders?"
"My apologies, sir," Mr. McKenna stammered, opening the leather-bound menus.