Quincy patted the young man who had cut in line on the shoulder and said, "Hey, please wait your turn."

His tone was polite but firm. The young man, wearing a pair of flip-flops, turned around with a look of annoyance and snapped, "Mind your own business, man."

Lydia tugged on Quincy's sleeve, shaking her head. "Let it go. It's not worth getting into a fight over."

Quincy gave her a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I've got this."

He then stepped in front of the young man, which made Lydia nervous. She gripped her phone tightly, ready to call the police if things got out of hand. The guy looked like trouble, and she wasn't sure Quincy could handle him. The young man, now in Quincy's shadow, looked up with irritation. "What now...?"

Before he could finish, Quincy cut him off with a voice that was still polite but carried an icy edge. "I suggest you watch your tone."

man's bravado vanish instantly. He glanced at Quincy and quickly stepped back to his place in line. Lydia, watching this unfold, was surprised. She had always thought of Quincy as a bit of a pushover, never imagining that the body hidden beneath his suit could be so strong. The thought of feeling those muscles made her blush. Quincy noticed

and cleared her throat.

Lydia, Quincy raised an eyebrow in satisfaction but kept his cool. "Alright, let's grab something to eat. We

their schedule and smacked

local specialties, and after finishing their meal, Quincy wiped his mouth with a napkin, checked his watch, and said, "It's about time. We should head out." Lydia still had a few

into her mouth, cheeks puffed out like a hamster. After finishing, she dabbed her mouth with a napkin, returning

a laugh and said,

Quincy.If I didn't know we were headed to a factory for a business meeting, I'd

temples in exasperation. "Do I look like a human

knows..." Lydia drawled, her tone playfully

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