The lunch felt good, the kind that Georgia hadn’t had in a long while. The soft clinking of cutlery, the hum of voices around them, the sunlight spilling through the windows, it was peaceful in a way she hadn’t expected.
May sighed with a big grin as she pushed her empty plate away. “This place is really good. Maybe we should come here more often. Feels nice to just sit and eat without a hundred eyes watching us.”
Georgia smiled, wiping her mouth with her napkin. “Yeah. It really is nice.”
Lucian gave a small nod. “Good pick.”
Damien leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms as he gave them a teasing look. “So we’ve decided. This is our new spot. I’ll even start keeping a tab. Georgia can pay, since she’s the billionaire now.”
Georgia laughed softly, shaking her head. “Don’t start,
