Ellie clenched her teeth, glaring at Nathan. "Nathan, can we not talk about the past? If your mom finds out you're still seeing me, she'll probably cut off your cards and turn you into a broke loser!"
Her words, half—warning, half—teasing, made Nathan's expression shift instantly.
Ellie used to hang out at the Bennetts' a lot—so much that one day, things got out of hand. Clara never found out, but Mrs. Bennett did, and she never liked Ellie to begin with. Given Ellie's messy history with Eugene, she told Nathan to stay the hell away from her.
Nathan pulled a sly smirk. "My mom? Come on, I'm a VP at the company now. She can't just snap her fingers and cut me off. She's just bluffing. Ellie, I've missed you like crazy all these years. Meet me tomorrow night, Aurelian Hotel, room 8
