Ethan knew Lydia was strong-willed; trying to talk her into something usually backfired. So, he pinned his hopes on the waitress, signaling her with a look.
The waitress, a veteran in the place, knew how to read the room. Catching Ethan's cue, she quickly told Lydia, “Ma’am, I’m sorry, but our dining room is fully booked.”
Lydia frowned, “When I walked in, I saw plenty of empty tables.”
“Those tables were reserved for guests who haven’t arrived yet. They’ll be here shortly,” the waitress explained with a calm that belied her fib.
Lydia, who had grown up in a small farming community, understood hardship. Why make life difficult for a waitress?
“Fine, we’ll eat here,” Lydia finally conceded.
It was just a meal. As long as she didn’t dwell on Ethan’s intentions, the setting was no big deal.
Just a stream and some roses—hardly intimidating.
Lydia walked back, her steps firm on the cobblestone path, and took a seat at the table under the gazebo.
Ethan, seeing Lydia settle down, gave the waitress a grateful look and joined Lydia at the table.
The waitress, pleased with Ethan’s approval, approached with the menu, “Miss, please, your order.”
Lydia quickly picked a couple of dishes and handed back the menu.
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