Shattered Then Healed By His Love (by Haley Blanton) novel Chapter 152

A sudden tension seized Natalic. Her hand, which had been reaching for a wet wipe, froze in mid–air.

After a moment’s hesitation, she set the wipe down on the table and met Marcus’s gaze. “I want a drink.”

His eyelashes fluttered. A flicker of surprise crossed his face, and his eyes darkened as he considered her request. “Why the sudden urge?”

Natalie couldn’t handle her alcohol; a single drink was usually enough to knock her out. He vividly remembered her reactions the last two times she’d had anything to drink in front of him. Given the tense situation, it was a bad idea. But the resolve in her eyes made him hesitate.

“No reason,” she said, her tone deceptively casual as she picked up her silverware and returned to her steak. “I just feel like it.”

Marcus studied her for a moment longer before looking up and snapping his fingers for a waiter. A few minutes later, a bottle of moderately strong liquor was placed on their table. Before he could even reach for a glass, Natalie had them in front of her and began to pour.

He watched her fill a glass more than halfway and let out a low, amused laugh. “Are you sure you want to drink that much, Ms. Foster?”

“You underestimated me before. This time, I’ll show you what I can really handle.” She pushed one of the glasses toward him, her eyes shining with conviction.

“This isn’t particularly strong, but for you, a few sips will likely be enough.” A faint smile touched his lips. “Are you sure?”

“Positive,” she said, her expression as firm as her tone.

Seeing her determination, he reached out and took the glass. A tremor went through her as his cool fingertips brushed against hers. She quickly pulled her hand back and picked up her own glass.

Just as she was about to drink, his deep voice stopped her. “Wait.”

Natalie paused. She looked at him, puzzled. “What is it?”

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