Max took a seat next to Lark and across from Ollie and Johan near the window of the restaurant knowing damn well, his security, Ollie’s security and their father’s security teams would all be losing their minds over the seating arrangements.
He didn’t care. This window faced the best view of the water, and it was pretty and romantic. It might not be a true date with Lark, but he was going to let his imagination run wild with the thoughts it could be.
Ollie’s phone chimed and she checked it and made a face and he found himself wondering for the umpteenth time what his sister was hiding from him. He knew her better than she knew herself. He knew there was a guy back in Houston she ran away from two years ago. She never said anything but he knew when his sister was licking her wounds from a
