Cara’s POV
“Cara, it’s so lovely to see you,” Noel says. He stands as I near the table. “Sit. Join us! I’m sure the waitress will bring another menu.”
They’ve already finished their meal, but I would refuse anyway. I didn’t come here to be chummy with Noel. I came to talk with Landon.
“No, thank you,” I says at once. “I was hoping to speak with Landon.”
“Of course,” Noel says, gesturing to his friend across the table. “Why not do both?”
“I want to speak with him… privately,” I say.
“Oh,” Noel says. His expression waves for a moment, before his bright smile returns. “Of course. I understand. We were closed to being finished anyway. I can excuse myself.”
“I’m sorry to be rude,” I say.
“Not at all. Landon has been gone from your pack for some time. You must miss your brother terribly.
