Not A Small-Town Girl

"It was one of our own doctors. He drugged the others and made off with the antidote," Nathan reported.

David’s gaze remained fixed on his phone. Nathan, who accidentally glanced at the screen, saw a picture of Danielle sleeping as David’s wallpaper.

Nathan thought to himself, ’The boss looks like a lovesick puppy. Must be missing Miss Darling. Looks like I need to get on Miss Darling’s good side...

David’s voice broke through his thoughts. "Does she look good?"

Nathan jumped. "Miss Darling is stunning-she’s the definition of beauty. You two are perfect together, like a match made in heaven."

David smirked, clearly amused. "You’re right."

Nathan nervously patted his chest, thinking, ’Seems like I hit the sweet spot-flattered him just enough. Or maybe I just described her accurately. Miss Darling really is someone worth staying on good terms with...

we’ve got," David said, his

That doctor is probably wishing he

like a bolt of lightning, eager to avoid any further wrath from David. After

David stared at his phone again, debating whether to call Danielle. He hesitated, not wanting to interrupt her. ’It’s only been a few

at the club and felt an instant,

father’s office with a

immediately softened into a smile

brought you lunch, Dad. Your favorite dishes! You always forget to eat when

act and chuckled. "Alright, spill it. What do you

just here to bring you lunch," Lydia said, pretending

let’s eat." Garrett took the lunchbox from

go too." Lydia decided to speak up while her father