Forbidden Stranger by Alexa Riley

Author:Alexa Riley [Riley, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

GABRIEL

“Do you want another slice of pie?” the waitress named Meg asks me as she narrows her eyes on the empty plate in front of me.

“I’m not sure I could hold another one,” I answer, running my hand over my full stomach. My belt is already straining with the force of all that I’ve eaten.

“You said that three slices back,” Meg says with a deadpan expression.

“I think he means it this time,” Noel jokes and takes out her wallet. “I think the check is all we need.”

“I’ve got it.” I’m quick to push the hand holding her wallet back into her bag. “It’s on me, dollface.”

“Dollface,” Meg mumbles to herself as walks back to the counter.

“Thanks.” Noel smiles at me as she closes her purse and looks around the diner. “Oh wow, it’s late. I didn’t notice we were the last people in here.”

“I assumed that’s why the people working here have been giving us the stink eye.” I laugh, and so does Noel. “It’s their own fault for having such good pie.” Reaching out, I take her hands in mine, and she looks up at me. “I think I might have gotten caught up in talking with you.”

“Yeah, I think I might have done the same.” We stare at one another for a long moment before it’s broken by Meg slapping down a check.

“Thank you,” I say to her as I toss several bills down to cover for her having to stay late. “I’m sorry we took up your table for so long.”

Meg grabs the cash, and her eyes widen as I help Noel out of the booth. “Come back anytime and stay as long as you want.” She hurries to stuff the money in her apron and comes to lock the door behind us. “Have fun with that one, Noel.”

“Meg,” she hisses, and I pull her out on the sidewalk.

“Where to now?” I ask as I wrap my arm around her waist and we walk toward the inn. “Want to come back to my room for a drink?”

“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” Suddenly Noel is blushing more than at any other point in the night. Even more so than when she was telling me about that time her dress was stuck in her underwear at the school play when she was nine.

We talked for hours, and I feel like I know her better than anyone else in the world. Maybe even more than my own family. Noel is truly an open book with an open heart, and all I had to do was ask what I wanted to know. I even told her about my life and my work; I just happened to leave off the part about searching for Noel and pretending to be her romance reader bestie.

“What’s not good about it?” I stop and turn her in my arms so that I can see what she’s trying not to say.

“You know how I said people would talk when they saw us at the

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