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as for nate and me ... `` so it 'll just be the three of us for dinner then , '' my mom chirps .
`` two , actually .
i 'm going out tonight , as well , '' nate replies casually .
i manage to resist the urge to look at him .
`` oh ? ''
my mom asks .
`` nate , you should 've let holly know about your plans .
how many times have i had this conversation with you ?
responsibility , responsibility , responsibility , '' pierce says as he crosses to the fridge .
i glance at my mom , but she 's looking down at her chopping board .
`` sorry , holly , '' nate says dutifully .
`` it 's alright , really , '' my mom says quietly .
thankfully , the doorbell rings and i can excuse myself .
angry as i am at nate , i still do n't like to hear his dad speak to him in such a condescending way .
i walk down the hallway to the foyer , and hear my mom and pierce following me .
i wince .
i was hoping i 'd get out the door without them all meeting-wishful thinking , clearly .
i smile at greg as i open the door .
he 's wearing a navy blazer and khakis , and looks a little nervous .
`` hey , greg , '' i greet him .
`` greg !
it 's so nice to meet you , '' my mom says from behind me , forcing me to open the door all the way .
`` good to see you , '' pierce says , shaking his hand .
`` mr. thornhill , '' greg replies formally .
i see nate appear in the entrance to the living room , leaning casually on the doorjamb but saying nothing .
he smiles at me as i catch his eye .
i frown at him and look away .
`` have her home by ten , '' pierce instructs greg .
`` yes , sir , '' greg replies .
pierce slaps him on the back just as i 'm about to protest .
`` do n't worry , greg , i 'm just giving you a hard time . ''
`` oh , you had me for a second there , '' greg says , exhaling in relief .
`` well , we should get going , '' i cut in so that pierce does n't have the chance to make any more hilarious jokes .
`` see you later ! ''
i call , pulling the door closed behind me .
i just catch nate 's smirking expression before i shut the door .
`` you alright ? ''
greg asks as we walk to his car .
i force a smile and nod my head .
`` yes , sorry !
my mind wandered for a second .
so , have you ever been to this restaurant before ? ''
greg chose a very nice french restaurant for our date , it 's a cozy , softly lit place set in the hills of potomac .
the wait staff is clearly passionate about their food , and delighted to have a young couple on a date that they can fawn over .
`` so , how is it working for your stepdad ? ''
greg asks with a grin .
`` you know , it 's not that bad .
i hardly ever think twice about it , really .
he 's all the way at the top of the company , and i 'm all the way at the bottom , so we rarely interact on a day-to-day basis . ''
`` speaking of being at the bottom , roderick called me steven yesterday , '' greg says , referencing pierce 's business partner .
i laugh .
`` no !
is there even a steven working there ? ''
`` nope !
that 's the worst part .
who knows who he was thinking of ... '' he shakes his head remorsefully .
`` how come pierce 's son is n't working at thornhill and co. ?
did n't want to work with his dad ? ''
`` um , the opposite , actually .
pierce is pretty hard on nate ... i feel kind of guilty about the whole thing because i think nate wanted the internship , and then pierce offered it to me to punish him .
i tried not to accept , but pierce insisted , and we 'd just met , you know ?
i did n't want to be rude .
not to mention , my mom and pierce have n't known each other for very long , so i was a little taken aback by how quickly they 'd gotten married ... '' i bite my lip .
`` sorry , wow .
i 'm rambling . ''
`` it 's ok , i get it .
my parents are divorced , too . ''
`` well , mine are n't actually divorced .
they were n't married in the first place , '' i clarify .
but greg is n't listening-he 's squinting at the entrance to the restaurant .
`` speaking of ... is n't that nate now ?
did you tell him we were coming here ? ''
`` no , what ?
it ca n't be him , '' i reply , turning around to look .
but sure enough , there he is , with a brunette stunner on his arm .
that asshole !
there 's no way this is a coincidence-he must have overheard me telling my mom that greg was taking me here .
`` brynn ! ''
nate says with a smile , leading his date over as the hostess trails them .
`` i did n't know you guys were coming here too !
greg , right ?
i 'm nate . ''
`` good to meet you , '' greg says , shaking his outstretched hand .
`` and this is sophie , '' nate adds , indicating his date .
`` hey , '' she says , glancing up for a moment from the cellphone in her hands .
`` did you all want to sit together ? ''
the hostess asks .
`` we could pull another table over . ''
i could kill her .
`` what do you think ? ''
nate asks greg , his grin at full-wattage .
`` um , yeah , sure , why not ? ''
greg complies .
i quickly stand and make my way over to greg as a waiter helps the hostess pull another small table over .
i 'm not going to sit next to nate and risk a repeat of that thigh-touching incident .
`` i 'll let you two sit next to each other , '' i explain with a saccharine smile as i take a seat next to greg .
`` we just ordered so you 're not too far behind , '' greg says as the hostess hands nate and sophie menus .
`` could we get a bottle of dom for the table ? ''
nate asks the waiter , who nods happily and scurries off .
`` oh , you do n't have to- '' greg begins .

as for nate and me ... `` so it 'll just be the three of us for dinner then , '' my mom chirps .

`` two , actually .

i 'm going out tonight , as well , '' nate replies casually .

i manage to resist the urge to look at him .

`` oh ? ''

my mom asks .

`` nate , you should 've let holly know about your plans .

how many times have i had this conversation with you ?

responsibility , responsibility , responsibility , '' pierce says as he crosses to the fridge .

i glance at my mom , but she 's looking down at her chopping board .

`` sorry , holly , '' nate says dutifully .

`` it 's alright , really , '' my mom says quietly .

thankfully , the doorbell rings and i can excuse myself .

angry as i am at nate , i still do n't like to hear his dad speak to him in such a condescending way .

i walk down the hallway to the foyer , and hear my mom and pierce following me .

i wince .

i was hoping i 'd get out the door without them all meeting-wishful thinking , clearly .

i smile at greg as i open the door .

he 's wearing a navy blazer and khakis , and looks a little nervous .

`` hey , greg , '' i greet him .

`` greg !

it 's so nice to meet you , '' my mom says from behind me , forcing me to open the door all the way .

`` good to see you , '' pierce says , shaking his hand .

`` mr. thornhill , '' greg replies formally .

i see nate appear in the entrance to the living room , leaning casually on the doorjamb but saying nothing .

he smiles at me as i catch his eye .

i frown at him and look away .

`` have her home by ten , '' pierce instructs greg .

`` yes , sir , '' greg replies .

pierce slaps him on the back just as i 'm about to protest .

`` do n't worry , greg , i 'm just giving you a hard time . ''

`` oh , you had me for a second there , '' greg says , exhaling in relief .

`` well , we should get going , '' i cut in so that pierce does n't have the chance to make any more hilarious jokes .

`` see you later ! ''

i call , pulling the door closed behind me .

i just catch nate 's smirking expression before i shut the door .

`` you alright ? ''

greg asks as we walk to his car .

i force a smile and nod my head .

`` yes , sorry !

my mind wandered for a second .

so , have you ever been to this restaurant before ? ''

greg chose a very nice french restaurant for our date , it 's a cozy , softly lit place set in the hills of potomac .

the wait staff is clearly passionate about their food , and delighted to have a young couple on a date that they can fawn over .

`` so , how is it working for your stepdad ? ''

greg asks with a grin .

`` you know , it 's not that bad .

i hardly ever think twice about it , really .

he 's all the way at the top of the company , and i 'm all the way at the bottom , so we rarely interact on a day-to-day basis . ''

`` speaking of being at the bottom , roderick called me steven yesterday , '' greg says , referencing pierce 's business partner .

i laugh .

`` no !

is there even a steven working there ? ''

`` nope !

that 's the worst part .

who knows who he was thinking of ... '' he shakes his head remorsefully .

`` how come pierce 's son is n't working at thornhill and co. ?

did n't want to work with his dad ? ''

`` um , the opposite , actually .

pierce is pretty hard on nate ... i feel kind of guilty about the whole thing because i think nate wanted the internship , and then pierce offered it to me to punish him .

i tried not to accept , but pierce insisted , and we 'd just met , you know ?

i did n't want to be rude .

not to mention , my mom and pierce have n't known each other for very long , so i was a little taken aback by how quickly they 'd gotten married ... '' i bite my lip .

`` sorry , wow .

i 'm rambling . ''

`` it 's ok , i get it .

my parents are divorced , too . ''

`` well , mine are n't actually divorced .

they were n't married in the first place , '' i clarify .

but greg is n't listening-he 's squinting at the entrance to the restaurant .

`` speaking of ... is n't that nate now ?

did you tell him we were coming here ? ''

`` no , what ?

it ca n't be him , '' i reply , turning around to look .

but sure enough , there he is , with a brunette stunner on his arm .

that asshole !

there 's no way this is a coincidence-he must have overheard me telling my mom that greg was taking me here .

`` brynn ! ''

nate says with a smile , leading his date over as the hostess trails them .

`` i did n't know you guys were coming here too !

greg , right ?

i 'm nate . ''

`` good to meet you , '' greg says , shaking his outstretched hand .

`` and this is sophie , '' nate adds , indicating his date .

`` hey , '' she says , glancing up for a moment from the cellphone in her hands .

`` did you all want to sit together ? ''

the hostess asks .

`` we could pull another table over . ''

i could kill her .

`` what do you think ? ''

nate asks greg , his grin at full-wattage .

`` um , yeah , sure , why not ? ''

greg complies .

i quickly stand and make my way over to greg as a waiter helps the hostess pull another small table over .

i 'm not going to sit next to nate and risk a repeat of that thigh-touching incident .

`` i 'll let you two sit next to each other , '' i explain with a saccharine smile as i take a seat next to greg .

`` we just ordered so you 're not too far behind , '' greg says as the hostess hands nate and sophie menus .

`` could we get a bottle of dom for the table ? ''

nate asks the waiter , who nods happily and scurries off .

`` oh , you do n't have to- '' greg begins .