The taxi pulled up to the curb, and Lucian stepped out first, his hands tucked into his pockets, eyes scanning the bustling restaurant ahead.
Alex hesitated before following, but the moment his gaze landed on the sign RCB Restaurant his steps faltered.
His fingers twitched slightly, his throat tightening as he stared at the entrance.
Lucian had already taken a few steps forward when he noticed Alex wasn't moving.
He turned, brows knitting together. "What's wrong?"
Alex quickly shook his head, forcing himself to step forward. "Sir… do we really have to go here?"
Lucian's sharp eyes narrowed slightly. "Yeah. Why? Got a problem with this place?"
Alex's jaw tensed. He knew this restaurant. He just didn't want to be here.
But saying that? Not happening.
"Ahh, no... I was just thinking, maybe we could go somewhere else?" His voice lowered at the end, almost like he wasn't even convinced by his own excuse.
Lucian tilted his head, studying Alex. Something felt off.
"Why?"
