Chapter 22

Balch was a real neat freak. He always hiit the bathroom before wrapping up any meal, even if it was just for a quick hand wash.

This had become a long–term habit, and his friends were used to it.

He pushed the door to the bathroom, finding it empty.

Meanwhile, back in the private dining room where Seraphina was, Terrell was sitting comfortably, reaching out for the cream of mushroom soup that the waiter was bringing over.

But before he could get a grip, the waiter’s hand loosened.

The soup dish fell on the table, splashing most of the soup on Terrell.

Terrell jumped up, “What the hell, man?”

“I’m so sorry, sir!” The waiter rushed to apologize, grabbing some napkins to clean Terrell up.

Terrell pushed him

freshen up? I’ll get you a clean set of

waiting for?” Terrell

of the private dining room. Terrell tossed the tissue he had in his hand onto the table and once again headed towards the

off the soup stains from his clothes. After almost finishing, he discarded the towel and looked up, only then realizing that there was someone else

he saw who it was, Terrell’s

hands as usual, not

Lawson..” Terrell finally managed to say after a

on washing his hands

sound of water echoing off the walls. It

that’s still was the breath

the two guys outside, but because of the man in front

a bathroom stall with a man, or

this man was…

tried to steady her breathing and heart rate, but most of her energy was spent on keeping Leandro in place,

underneath her palm, Leandro’s eyes were growing colder, clearly running out of patience.

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