When dinner was finally about to begin, my stomach was growling with hunger and I was sick and tired of the long ass prayer. Brendon’s dad had been at it for minutes and I zoned out minutes ago. I peeked open one eye to glance at Natasha who was sitting opposite me at the table. The guy she spoke with earlier sat beside her and he seemed older when I got a clear view of him now.
Natasha and older men? That was new.
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