Six Brothers Plea for Forgiveness

Chapter 193

Nathan was surprised Alice was actually going through with the lawsuit, Alice found it amusing.“People should pay for their mistakes. I didn’t force Chloe to steal my stuff.”

Nathan offered a wry smile.“Even if you sue, you won’t find a good lawyer now. Why humiliate yourself?”

Jack’s voice was icy. “We’ll see in court.” He’d hired the best, a sure win.

Then, taking Alice’s hand, he said, “I’m hungry. You still

Alice didn’t object and walked away with him. Nathan didn’t follow.

“When did I owe you a meal?” she asked Jack.

“The car accident,” he said.

Owe me а meal.”

Alice remembered. Jack had almost been hurt because of her, and she’d promised to treat him to dinner once he recovered.

“Oh, right,” she admitted.

“Glad you have a conscience.”

“What do you want to eat?”

Jack’s gaze locked on hers.“Anything you’re willing to agree to?” His gaze felt different. Or maybe she was imagining it; the man was a master of concealment.

Alice shrugged.“I’m broke right now. Nothing too expensive.”

“What do you usually like?”

“I heard a new private kitchen opened near campus. Supposedly good. Want to go?”

Jack nodded regally.“Private room.”

Demandng, but the man liked quiet and was a bit of a neat freak.

Alice booked a private room, and they walked there, side–by–side but a comfortable arm’s length

apart.

and realized they

up beside her.“Lost, little turtle?”

is wrong.”

just bad at reading it. Give it here.” He took her phone, glanced around, then closed the navigation app.“Follow

GPS? You remember the

Just follow the lost lamb.”

him in the lower back.“Don’t give

in a breath,

“What? Ticklish?”

man’s

hand.“Any more of

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then lowered her head. “I wasn’t touching, just poking.” Her voice trailed

continued walking, but his composure was gone. Alice

their private room, the owner greeted them.“We’re busy tonight, I

sat down without taking the menu, looking at Alice instead. The owner then offered it to Alice. “Your boyfriend is SO thoughtful, letting you

could explain, the owner left. She looked at him.“What do you

preferences, ordered several dishes, including some specialties.

eyes. They held each other’s gaze, neither speaking, until he rotated

you looking

Alice tilted

that

really good–looking,” she

“My type?”

pick them up,

them again. She didn’t answer his question, and he didn’t press it, as if he’d never said anything. Jack watched her play with her phone. He admitted to

about to speak,

food. Jack watched her eat, saying nothing, but noticing she’d

in comfortable

greatly improved. She noticed Jack had already finished. He was looking at her, his gaze

self–conscious.“Why are you looking at me?” She wiped her mouth, though it was

on the

“Much better.”

question

paused. She looked at Jack, her