It was the most awkward meal that she has ever had. Natalie didn't know how to behave around Daniel. At least, in the past, she hated his ass enough not to eat at the same table with him, unless forced, but now, she just doesn't know. And don't be mistaken, she still hated him, it's just that the feeling is a lot more complicated now.
Thankfully, he did not attempt to start a conversation with her until the meal was over and they were having their drinks.
"That was a nice meal…." He began to reach for his wallet saying, "How much would I need to -"
"You don't have to," Natalie stopped him right away, "It's on me. You can consider it a treat." Moreover, she didn't want to take his money. That was like accepting a gift from the devil.
"If you say so then," Daniel smiled at her, returning the wallet to his pocket, and then faced her. The both of them were back to staring at each other.
