Willison POV

Willison asked, putting his arm around Mia and tugging her close.

They sat in a booth in the pub and were getting curious stares from everyone in the place. More so when Smith and Amelia joined them with a tray of drinks.

“Yes,” Mia replied, snuggling into him.

“Everybody’s looking at us,” Smith whispered across the table.

“They’re probably wondering if the two of you are going to be tonight’s entertainment,” Amelia said, dragging her glass closer and taking a long drink.

“Harsh,” Smith replied, lifting his beer.

“But not too far wrong,” Willison added.

The town had been tiptoeing around the foursome since they’d sorted out their...