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 longterm 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?

sorry, sir!” The waiter rushed to apologize, grabbing some napkins to

Terrell pushed him

don’t you head to the bathroom and freshen up? I’ll get you a clean set of clothes right away,” suggested

you waiting for?” Terrell

room. Terrell tossed the tissue he had in his hand onto the table and

pushed open the door, lowered his head, and picked up a hand towel from the basin to wipe off the soup stains from his

as he saw who it was, Terrell’s face

just washing his hands

managed to say after a moment

to hear him, focusing on washing his hands without

off the walls. It was eerie how still the

the breath of Seraphina in one

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

a man, or

man

and heart rate, but most of her energy was spent on keeping Leandro in place, covering his

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