Even though Natalie Vaughn had quickly come over to find Zane Thorne, the man still noticed Ian.
He reached out, pulling Natalie Vaughn to sit on his lap.
"Kristin, your charm is quite something."
For the first time, Natalie heard Zane call her by her English name, and she pinched her earlobe, feeling a bit odd yet curious.
"I wasn't speaking to him."
Zane glanced at the bar, and upon catching Ian's assessing gaze, he narrowed his eyes slightly before looking away.
"Hmm, it's all Kristin's overwhelming charm, attracting those who don't know their limits."
Hearing this, Natalie only felt a prickly sensation on her back, uncomfortable all over, shifting restlessly.
"Could you stop calling me by my English name?"
Every time she heard it, it felt increasingly strange.
Almost like... flirting.
Zane placed his hand on Natalie Vaughn's waist, steadied her body.
Ian came over, holding a drink.
