Warrior to Luna
Leno says.
“You got it, chief,” I call out to him. “Go grab a table. I’ll meet you there.”
I see my ex, and I have no other choice than to approach him. “Hey, Quinton, can I get a bucket, please?” I ask him. He now works with his mother as a barman. His mom, Ms. Francine, owns the bar.
“Hey Dira, my sweet, I’ll get them to you, but who is the beefcake that was with you just now?” he asks, looking at me like we were still together.