“Natasha, I’m not sure what you’re hoping to achieve here but. . .”

"You were waiting over at that table when I first saw you." She nodded towards a table close to them and he blinked towards it. "You appeared to be in total panic. I'd dined at this restaurant several times previously and assumed that if you were waiting on that table, then you must be working this whole section. That's the reason I requested this table."

“You requested this table?” He gaped at her in disbelief, absently picking up Nikki’s bright-pink toy phone when she dropped it on the table and handing it back to her so that...