Connor gazed at Camila with adoration and tenderness in his eyes. “Alright, where would you like to eat?”
“Anything’s fine. Let’s see what everyone wants,” Camila replied with a gentle smile.
She turned to Erica and asked, “What would you like to eat?”
After thinking for a moment, Erica said, “How about we try that new seafood restaurant that just opened? I heard it has a great atmosphere and the dishes are excellent.”
Logan, holding her hand, agreed, “Then let’s head to the seafood restaurant.”
“Great, I’ll book a private room,” Camila said with a smile.
The four of them drove in two cars to the newly opened seafood restaurant. Upon entering their reserved private room, they were greeted by a large round table that seemed to set a boundary like the Rubicon. The food was served quickly, and Connor occasionally helped Camila with her servings.
Logan and Erica sat on one side, and their interaction was especially sweet.
Erica took a bite of a meatball and slightly frowned. “Not my taste. Here, you have it,” she said, playfully tossing the meatball into Logan’s bowl with a mischievous grin.
Logan stared at the meatball in his bowl and smiled indulgently. He picked up the bitten meatball without hesitation and popped it into his mouth.
Connor, sitting across from them, caught this moment.
When he saw their affectionate display, a wave of envy washed over him. Suddenly, Connor felt an urge to hold Camila’s hand, to feel the warmth and softness of her palm.
He hesitated for a moment but ultimately didn’t muster the courage. Instead, he picked up a napkin from the table, carefully cleaned his hands, and then took a shrimp, meticulously peeling it. S
After he finished, he gently placed it in Camila’s bowl.
Camila watched Connor with a touch of surprise and gratitude in her eyes. “Thank you,” she said.
She took a bite of the shrimp and gave Connor a sweet smile. That smile seemed to have a magical effect. Connor’s heart raced. He felt his heart fill with Camila’s smile, and the satisfaction and joy almost overwhelmed him.
Noticing Camila’s content expression, Connor couldn’t help but peel another shrimp for her.
Erica watched all this with a sly and playful look. She turned to Logan and cooed, “You should take a lesson from Mr. Connor. Cami doesn’t even have to peel her own shrimp.”
Camila, suddenly the center of attention, blushed and looked down, smiling shyly but feeling a bit of sweetness inside.
Logan felt a surge of competitiveness. He provocatively stared at Connor and smiled confidently. “Let’s see who can peel shrimp better and faster!”
“Sure, loser pays the bill,” Connor replied casually, as if he was sure of winning.
And so, the two men began a fierce shrimp peeling contest. They peeled the shrimp briskly under the soft, flattering light that added a mysterious allure to their focused expressions.
Erica, supporting her cheeks with
her hands, looked towards Camila with amusement in her eyes. Her gaze was full of teasing and mockery towards the competition between Logan and Connor. Ads by PubFuture
“No wonder they’re like brothers, both so childish.”
Camila couldn’t help but laugh and nodded in agreement.
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