Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 55

Lydia POV Lydia

So for dinner, we went to this new upscale restaurant that requires reservations and all.

It’s so fancy.

The kind where the lighting is low on purpose and everyone speaks like they’re being recorded.

I ordered a tart apricot pie.

He ordered the same thing.

With steak.

Of course.

Then we started talking.

And that was where I made my first mistake.

Because he was… interesting.

He started telling me about his trip to Zanzibar.

And the gun experiences. 1

Which, for the record, is not a phrase that should be followed by laughter.

But it was.

“So,” he said, leaning back slightly, “I thought it would be a relaxing trip.”

“That already sounds like a lie.”

“It was supposed to be beaches, quiet, maybe some reflection.”

“And?”

“And I ended up on a boat with three men who thought it would be fun to show me how to handle a firearm.”

I blinked.

“Why would you agree to that?”

“I didn’t,” he said. “I thought we were going fishing.”

I laughed.

Already.

“They handed me this gun,” he continued, “and started explaining things in very broken English while the boat was moving.”

“That sounds unsafe.’

“It was extremely unsafe.”

“What did you do?”

+15 Pas

“I nodded like I understood everything.”

That’s worse.”

“It gets worse,” he said. “They asked me to try.”

I leaned forward slightly.

“You tried?”

“I tried.”

“And?” 1

“I missed everything.”

“Good.”

“They cheered anyway.”

Of course they did.

“And then,” he added, “one of them tried to show me how to stand properly and almost fell into the water.”

I laughed.

Out loud.

Properly.

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