Megan POV
My heart stopped when Natasha mentioned staying for lunch. No, no, no. I couldn’t do that. Adam was looking at me, concern in his expression. He knew what was going through my mind. I shook my head slightly, just enough for him to see, then I rose from the couch and wove through the crowd of people toward the back of the house. Retracing our steps, I rushed through the kitchen and out to the garden.
His arms clamped tight around me from behind when he caught up. “Hey, hey, hey,” Adam said.
“I told you, Adam. I can’t eat in front of people. I can’t do it,” I reminded him and tried to pull away.
He was crazy strong. Why I bothered to try to break free was beyond me. I mean, the man caught me in mid-leap at the restaurant and put me back on the counter without breaking a sw
