
"You invited me to dinner at your place last night. Now, I'll take you to dinner at HawsFood's restaurant. There provides a menu of roasted turkey chicken. Then there's also thinly sliced bacon, and you can eat it with all sorts of sauces." Brian was so enthusiastic about saying the food at his favorite restaurant.
"Because you said that, my stomach got hungry. Where's the restaurant? We haven't arrived yet." Zareena looked around the street. They seem to be far from home.
"A little while, honey. Let's just park this car here." Brian pulled over his four-wheeled vehicle some distance away from the restaurant location. This is because he doesn't want someone else's car to touch his antique vehicle, and Brian has to be careful about it.
Zareena came out first, followed by Brian. The man reached out his hand, and Zareena greeted him. Brian embraces the shoulder of the woman he considers a friend, whereas in his heart he wants more.
"You parked the car too far. We have to walk again." Zareena counted the other people's parked cars, and Brian's vehicle was behind the other three vehicles.
"You see, it doesn't fit for me to park near the restaurant."
"Ahead there's empty, Brian." Zareena pointed towards the front.
Brian's hand moved from shoulder to waist. Zareena was startled as the man tightened his body.
Brian laughed a little. "I just want to walk longer with you."
"You are!" Zareena didn't stay silent, she stepped on Brian's foot.
"My feet!" Brian immediately took off his arms, jumping up and down in pain. "You'll step on my foot."
Zareena folds her hands in her stomach. "Will you again?"
Brian shook his head. "don't want. I promise this is the last."
Zareena reached out. "I'm sorry. Come on, let's go to the restaurant. I'm hungry."
Brian put his hand on Zareena's. Turning around, he should have been the one accompanying the woman. This is even the Zareena who dominates.
The sound of the bell clinking from the door of the restaurant made Tristan's head look up from his food plate. He saw a man enter, then turned his gaze out the window. Without Tristan noticing, after the figure of the man entered, there was a woman behind him.
"We're just sitting by the window?" Brian pointed at the table right behind Tristan.
"Damourina!"
"Tristan!"
Brian turned to Tristan and Zareena in turn, and Miles stopped eating after seeing Zareena.
"We'll just get out of here, Brian." Zareena just wrapped her hand around Brian's arm, dragging the man out of the restaurant.
"What's up, Zaree? She who?" Brian was confused.
"He's that guy. He's the one I hate the most."
Tristan was no less quick to catch up with both. "Zareena. Wait, Honey. We need to talk."
"Zaree, he's calling you." Brian wanted to look back, but Zareena had already banned him.
"Hurry up and don't look at her."
"Damourina!" call Tristan.
"I'm sorry, Brian. This time let me touch you first."
Zareena's disgusting to be able to kiss Brian's lips. Of course Brian was shocked, he who from yesterday wanted to touch the lips of Zareena, now has been accomplished. Brian didn't miss the opportunity. Zareena started it, so she just continued.
Tristan clenched his hands firmly at the painful sight. He went ahead, separated the two, then gave Brian a punch.
"Don't touch my woman!" heed
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