There was silence around the table. The only thing to be heard was the distance chatter from other individuals in the restaurant. I turned my gaze to Gwen and gave her a tight smile, even though I was feeling like clawing her eyes out.
"Hello, Gwen." Turning to the men in front of me I raised an eyebrow, "aren't you going to ask your girlfriend to sit down?"
"Kim," Daryl started, looking at me with pleading eyes.
I just couldn't understand what he wanted from me. Shaking my head, I stood up and pointed to my seat, "have a seat, Gwen. After all, these are your men." I looked pointedly at her.
Gwen had an uncertain look on her face, as though this was not the reaction she was prepared for. Without waiting for her, I moved to another table and started pulling a chair towards them. It was
