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.

pushed him away, disgusted.

head to the bathroom and freshen up? I’ll get you a clean set of clothes right

are you waiting for?” Terrell

the tissue he had in

the door, lowered his head, and picked up a hand towel from the basin to wipe off the soup stains from his clothes. After almost finishing, he discarded the towel and looked up, only then

saw who it was, Terrell’s face changed color.

his hands as usual, not missing a

finally managed to say after a

Balch seemed not to hear him, focusing on washing his hands without

only the sound of water echoing off the walls. It

still was the breath

was holding her breath, not because of the two guys outside, but because of the

was hiding in a bathroom stall with a man, or more precisely,

this man was… Leandro.

to steady her breathing and heart rate, but most of her energy was spent on keeping Leandro in place, covering his mouth with her hand.

growing colder,

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