“Right, right.” In the blink of an eye, the dishes on the table were all gone.

“Do you mind?” Wesley asked her on the way to the booth.

Blair understood what he was referring to-inviting his men along to dine with them.

“Not at all.” She shook her head.

“Now you can order more dishes. They’re not picky eaters either. Order whatever you want,” Wesley continued.

Blair was happy. Now she could order everything that caught her eye

And she wouldn’t have to waste a morsel.

she had placed the order on

seated. But upon seeing her, the soldiers

meet you,

walls. Little did they know, everyone else in the restaurant heard

Angela’s Library

wasn’t. Before she could respond, someone pulled out the chair next to Wesley and

Blair was flustered.

“Th-thank you,” she said.

sat down, Wesley glared at

their seats and started bombarding Blair with

just preferred to listen. But at this point, she couldn’t pull her usual wallflower act, because they

minutes, she found out that talking to the soldiers was actually fun.

were pretty non-judgmental, and in some cases funny.

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