She watched him for a moment before making her way inside.

"Impatient much?"

Gabriel was scrolling through his messages, one from Grandpa caught his eye, [Not coming home day or night?]

Before he could think of a reply, Sylvia walked in.

He put down his phone, his features sharp and his gaze piercing as he said coolly, "Not at all."

Sylvia dropped the paperwork she was carrying, approached him with a smile, and said, "Dinner's on me tonight. What are you in the mood for?" Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Gabriel, grabbing his jacket, stood up and replied nonchalantly, "Anything's fine with me."

She nodded, "Then I'll pick the place, you drive."

Gabriel had no objections. They turned off the lights and headed out together.

barbecue joint. She preferred

Gabriel, lacked that ordinary zest of life, so vivid

at this hour, and they had to wait in line

to feel the chill

her pale face, shrugged off his coat, and wrapped it around her. Sylvia looked at his thin shirt, tried to protest, but

crisp scent of a man and warmth. Sylvia bit her lip, looking downward, feeling suddenly

to them in line watched enviously. The girl tugged at

feigned valor, replied, "Yeah, it's chilly. I'm cold too. Maybe stomp your feet a

rolled her eyes and turned

a laugh, choosing instead to hug Gabriel and bury her head in his chest, her shoulders shaking with

laughing against his chest. The mundane light of the world seemed to soften his stern expression

about fifteen minutes, it was finally their

man took off his down jacket for his girlfriend, shivering in his thin shirt, his face turning blue from the cold. He looked at Gabriel with admiration, "Dude, you're setting the bar

frowned, not quite

Gabriel by the hand into the

grilled meats, instantly banishing the cold. In that moment,

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