126. Rehtegot

They were alone in the room. The woman who had led them had excused herself, saying the waiter would soon arrive.

Seeing this room, he wouldn't be able to feign ignorance of her motives, as this wasn't the place to quickly eat before buying an electronic device.

The question was, how could he reject her without rejecting her?

Lance sat down and Natasha followed suit, she was so close it sickened him.

"Do you like it here?" She asked, their shoulders touching.

"Yes..." He pressed out. He wanted to crush her skull so badly.

"I'm glad. To tell you the truth... I would love to go shopping with you, but I have an important matter to discuss."

"Mhmm." Lance folded his hands on the table and stared at the door, trying to conjure up the waiter with his thoughts. He wanted her just to shut it and leave him alone.

"I..." Natasha began.