Code Name Lunar Gift
Chapter 12 preview
“Well, isn’t this exciting!” Thorne said eagerly as the hostess showed them to their private booth at Fiametta’s Italian Bistro. “I can’t believe we got a table!”
Impressive was more like it. It was nearly impossible to get a reservation at Fiametta’s, which they had learned at the door, but there had been a surprise cancellation that night, and Cress and Thorne had arrived precisely at the right time to claim their spot. The extremely large tip, dazzling smile, and sweet talk that Thorne had given the hostess had also helped their situation.
As Thorne slid into the booth, the hostess shifted her eyes to Thorne once before giving Cress an all-knowing smile and wink. She let the see-through netted curtain fall behind her and left the two of them alone.
Cress glanced around the room. “I’m feeling a little under-dressed.”
Fiametta’s ceiling was covered in sparkly, star-like lights to offset the dim room, making it seem like they were sitting outside on a terrace rather than inside a building. The voice of a lone, haunting melody sung in Italian floated around them. The netted curtain provided privacy amidst the darkness. Through it, she could barely make out the other customers, but the women she had seen as they had entered the restaurant had worn long evening gowns.
“Me too,” said Thorne, pulling uncomfortably on his tie. “I heard this was one of the best restaurants in San Diego, but perhaps I should have done more research beforehand on the attire.” His eyes settled on Cress. He gave her a sheepish smile and shrugged his shoulders. “But no matter. I think you look stunning.”
Cress’s heart hitched. She bit her lip and looked down at her place setting to avoid his eyes and realized that this was the type of restaurant that had more than two forks.
It was hard to fathom why Thorne would say she was stunning when she had seen how frumpy she looked after spending all day in her closet office. She had, at least, managed to wipe away the smudges on her face and freshen up in the bathroom before they had left Satellite Technologies.
Thorne coughed. “Sorry. Didn’t mean to be so forward. I was just trying to be nice.”
Cress looked up, sure that her cheeks were red. “No, it's—it’s fine. Thank you. I think you look really nice too.”