Best Friends Shouldn't Crave Your Moan
They tried to talk normally… they really tried, they started with Zach’s upcoming fights and Noah’s latest design project for a luxury client but it was hard, the air felt different than usual.
A young nice looking male waiter approached their table with their drinks, and he smiled brightly at Noah like he was trying to gain his attention and also pass a signal.
“Here you go,” the water said sweetly with a cute voice, setting Noah’s iced tea down first, he looked at Noah for a long time like he wanted to devour him up at the spot. “You look kinda familiar, have you been here before?”
Noah smiled politely. “A few times, yeah.”