Chapter 365

Lucian couldn’t believe Lemira was actually going through with the lawsuit. Lemira just laughed it off. “If you do something wrong, you’ve got to face the consequences. It’s not like I forced Evelina to steal from me.”

Lucian grimaced. “Even if you wanted to sue, you guys can’t even afford a decent lawyer. Why embarrass yourselves?”

Orion spoke up, ice in his tone. “We’ll see when we get to court.” He had hired a lawyer himself, sure of a win.

After saying this, Orion grabbed Lemira’s hand. “I’m starved, and you still owe me a dinner!” Lemira didn’t argue and walked away with him. Lucian didn’t follow. Only then did Lemira ask Orion, “When did I owe you a dinner?”

“Remember the car accident last time?”

Lemira remembered. Orion had almost been hurt because of her, and she had promised to treat him to a meal once he was better. “I remember now,” she admitted. “At least you have some conscience.”

Lemira pondered, “So, what do you want to eat?”

Orion looked at her intensely. “You’ll agree to anything I choose?” She felt his gaze was different but dismissed it as her imagination; this man was always good at hiding his true feelings.

Lemira shrugged. “I’m kinda broke right now, nothing too expensive.”

“What do you usually like?”

“I heard there’s a new bistro near the campus, supposed to be good. Wanna try?”

Orion, ever so dignified, nodded. “But I want a private booth.”

Typical, always with the extra requests. However, the man did like his peace and was a bit of a germophobe. Lemira called ahead to reserve a private booth, and they set off, walking side-by-side but maintaining a distance.

After following the GPS for a while, Lemira realized they were going the wrong way. She stopped to check the map. Orion came closer. “Lost, little turtle?”

“This GPS is off.”

“It’s you who can’t follow directions. Give it here.”

Taking her phone, he glanced around and then put the GPS away. “Follow me.”

“You sure you remember the way without the GPS?”

“Remembering a route is easy. Just follow me, lost lamb.”

Lemira poked his side playfully. “Stop with the weird nicknames.”

“Slow turtle, lost lamb.” He inhaled sharply, his gaze turning serious. “Don’t just touch a man’s waist.”

“What, are you ticklish?”

She poked him again, but this time Orion caught her hand. “Keep touching, and you’ll have to take responsibility.”

She met his deep gaze and quickly looked away. “I didn’t really touch, just poked.” Her voice trailed off.

Orion let go of her hand and continued walking, though not as composed as before. Following him, they soon reached the bistro and entered the private booth.

The owner came in to take their order. “We’re a bit busy today, so sorry for any inconvenience. What would you like?”

Orion sat down without taking the menu, leaving the choice to Lemira. The owner handed the menu to Lemira. “Your boyfriend is so considerate, letting the lady choose. I’m all over the place today.”

Lemira took the menu without explaining and looked at Orion. “What do you feel like?”

“I’ll have whatever you’re having.”

Knowing his preferences, Lemira ordered a few dishes, including the house specials. The booth fell silent. While scrolling through her phone, Lemira felt Orion’s gaze on her, impossible to ignore. She looked up to meet his eyes. Neither spoke. He remained silent, watching her use her utensils, the silence between them speaking volumes.