That smile she was just giving me is all for him now and I almost feel sorry for the poor bastard. He doesn’t stand a chance. “Of course, Lia. I’ll remove your name from the list, and you can have whatever booth you’d like for you and your guest.” “Oh, you’re so sweet. Thank you.” She leans over and plants a soft kiss on his cheek. A blush lights up his face and then he’s seating us in the smaller, darker, back of the room and away from the main VIP floor booth.
