Not A Small-Town Girl

Chapter 24-3

gently, worried the emotional conversation might take a toll on Logan’s health.

Logan nodded, his smile returning. "Alright, Danielle, you must be hungry. Let’s eat."

David stepped closer and took Danielle’s hand. "Let me put it on for you," he said quietly, picking up the bracelet and sliding it onto her wrist.

As he leaned in, Danielle caught the faint scent of tobacco lingering on him. To her surprise, it wasn’t unpleasant. She wanted to protest, but the determination in David’s gaze and the hope shining in Logan’s eyes made her stay quiet.

David’s hand lingered on hers for a moment. His eyes swept over her delicate features-her clear, starry eyes and the soft blush on her flawless skin.

His voice dropped, husky with sincerity. "It’s beautiful. You’re beautiful. It suits you perfectly."

Logan watched the scene unfold, his grin stretching from ear to ear. "Tara would be thrilled to see this," he said, his voice full of emotion.

Hearing her name, Danielle glanced at Logan thoughtfully. "Logan, do you have Tara’s medical records?" she asked softly.

Logan’s eyes lit up with a spark of hope. "Yes, of course. We’ll eat first, and I’ll bring them to you after dinner."

The Charrington family moved to the dining room, where an extravagant spread awaited. The enormous table, big enough to seat dozens, was covered with luxurious dishes, each more mouthwatering than the last.

Throughout dinner, David barely ate, focusing instead on doting on Danielle. He kept piling her plate with food, even peeling shrimp for her.

"David, my plate is full," Danielle finally said with a small laugh, realizing he wasn’t going to stop. "You need to eat too."