Ocean beamed at the duo, who looked surprised at his sudden entrance. Without giving them time to say anything, he took a spare chair from a neighbouring table with the permission of the lady in her late fifties who hadn't taken her eyes off him.
Moon couldn't help the strange feeling that crept into her when she saw how the woman's eyes followed his every move without shame. Some men were gawking at him. At that point, she wished Ocean was a little bit ugly so people wouldn't look at him like the bunch of horny women and men in the restaurant. Maybe a crooked nose or teeth would do the magic, but unfortunately, the man was just too stunning. She would also look at him like that if she were to be in their shoe or probably jumping on him already.
