Naya, recognizing her gaffe, held her tongue.
Mark’s car soon came to a halt right outside the café. Brian disembarked from his driver’s seat and strolled through the entrance, requesting, “Two of the café’s recommended desserts and two Americana.”
Two sets of food for Mark and Ellie.
Arianne cocked an eyebrow. “Gee, who knew he could be so damn miserly that he would buy two sets of stuff for three people, huh?” she jeered under her breath, not recognizing the creeping sulkiness in her tone.
Brian avoided her gaze with a silent and curt nod.
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