“Thank you.” They walked into the upscale restaurant and tempting scents wafted over Terrah. “Mr Marks, your table is this way.” Terrah returned the waiter’s warm smile and ignored the irritation she felt when Aidan placed his hand on the small of her back. She gritted her teeth as he guided them after their waiter through the crowded restaurant and focused instead on the beauty of the space they were about to dine in. Huge, leafy green plants created secluded areas, a pianist played familiar tunes and open patio doors brought in warm breezes off the ocean. The place was filled with patrons enjoying themselves. “They have coconut lobster skewers here that will make you never want to leave this island.” “I bet.” Terrah looked away from Aidan as they continued to walk through the restaurant, distracted by the noise of a large group visible through the open patio doors…and faltered in her steps. There were Nick and Jocelyn. Terrah stared at him with his arm around her waist.
