Miles chuckled softly to himself, finding the idea of bickering with someone five or six years his junior quite childish. "You'll see."

Calvin was about to retort when Felicity returned from the restroom.

She pushed open the door of the private dining room, waving at the spot she had just cleaned, "Look! All clean now!" "Wow, you're amazing, getting those grease stains out!" he said, clapping his hands in mock admiration.

Felicity rolled her eyes without thinking, "Could you be any more insincere?"

"I'm heartbroken! You're actually calling me insincere!"

"Get lost, eat your fondue."

She sat down again and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

This gesture usually meant she had finished eating.

But then, Felicity suddenly noticed the shrimp Miles had peeled for her still on her plate. She quickly picked up her fork again!

But before she could start, Miles took the plate away.

"Langston, I haven't-"

don't eat it, it'll

"Are you done?"

Felicity nodded, "Yeah."

out,

pointing outside, "Wait here, I'll

"No need." Miles interjected.

"Why not?"

don't sell

slightly, "But if I'm willing to pay, surely

smiled, his lips curling leisurely,

enjoy this often, just stay in the country, you can have it every day." He draped an

...

end, Miles couldn't completely prevent

company's vice president, bombarded with several technical questions. When he turned around, Felicity

was about to ask the front desk for the

It was Jeffrey!

to take

"Hello? Mr. Turner."

"Langston, are you busy?"

the hotel's elevator, his voice low,

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