Tara Summer leaned back instinctively until she hit the back of her chair, hastily shaking her head, "No, no, no, I'm angry! Very angry! ..."
She turned her head pretending to glare at the blonde woman not far from the table, clenched her fist and said, "Hmph, dare to flirt with my husband!"
Tara Summer's behavior was a bit childish, but it was pure and lovely. Liam Yancey couldn't hold back his laughter, shaping a smile on his thin lips, gazing deeply at her.
"Little thing..." He tapped her cute nose and let her pass his test.
Tara Summer chuckled, lowering her head to continue ordering. Every once in awhile, she looked up and asked, would you like this one? Or that one?
He simply smiled, nodding his head to show it was all fine.
Tara Summer knew that he was accommodating her. She felt touched, and… her eyes fell onto the black T-shirt on his body.
