Possessive Instincts

I noticed Declan glancing around the diner, his eyes scanning the room with a predatory glint.

"Are you looking for something?”

“Someone, actually,” he said, a smirk tugging at his lips. “That hot waitress.”

“Which hot waitress?” I asked, my tone casual but my curiosity piqued.

“The blonde you saw the last time we came. The one who served us.” he replied, his gaze fixed on the kitchen doors.

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