[Emery's POV]
[Food is Life]
"Where have you gone to?"
Jennifer asked with a soft, yet edgy voice when Lance came back after taking a call.
We were now seated at a reserved table inside a three-star Michelin restaurant, taking our lunch together.
"Yeah, we are getting worried that you bailed on us, refusing to treat us," Bryan said in a joking manner, which made my eyelid twitched.
The deal was, the loser would pay for lunch, and judging from the amount of food these guys ordered –– they were not about to let Lance off the hook.
From the moment we sat, I was always checking my anger.
Who would not get angry?
These guys ordered dozens of food –– at least half of the menu, and they were not even finishing it while the girls ate like goats as the guys just taste every dish, leaving piles and piles of food in their wake!
Grr!
