She seemed to know where she was going, and he enjoyed the heat of her fingers as they intertwined with his. He was still focused on how quickly she brought them here. A blink of an eye, with no obvious strain on her part. It took a lot of power to do that. More than most agents had. He stowed the thought for later reference and tried to focus on what she was saying to the hostess. They seemed to know each other. Ronnie grabbed a menu and nodded at Michael. “It’s for him.” The woman looked at their hands, still linked, and laughed. “Make sure you let go of him long enough to let him look.” Pink raced across Ronnie’s cheeks. She was a wonderful combination of naïve, forward, and bashful. She led them to a booth at the back of the restaurant and dropped onto the bench seat across from him before sliding him the menu. He looked between it and her.
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