Tara nods and follows her lead. But the two men have no intention of letting them walk away. Jake, who has spent the last few weeks desperately blowing up Lucinda's phone only to be completely ignored, immediately abandons his table and approaches them.
It is incredibly ironic. The men who once treated these women like disposable inconveniences are now losing their minds trying to get them back. And the women simply do not care.
"What are you guys ordering? It's on me," Jake offers smoothly, stepping up to their table and pulling out a chair to join them.
"Excuse me, what are you doing?" Lucinda taps the back of the chair sharply. "You have your own table. Did I invite you to sit? Do I even know you?"
She shoots Tara a quick glance. Tara smirks, her eyes gleaming with absolute approval.
Before she met Tara, Lucinda was a master at swallowing her pride. Raised under the Blue family's suffocatingly strict rules, she was programmed to be a flawless, emotionally suppressed socialite. She was never allowed to raise her voice, throw a tantrum, or show a single crack in her perfect facade.
She actually reigns herself in slightly, keeping the peace just enough to avoid causing a major diplomatic incident between their two families. But the damage is done. Jake feels like a knife just twisted in his chest. Being called a stranger hurts infinitely more than being called an enemy.
He glares at Tara. "You need to spend less time with her. You are picking up her absolute garbage temper!"
He is convinced his sweet ex-fiancée has been completely corrupted by his rebellious sister. Yet, since he still harbors a desperate hope of repairing his fractured relationship with Tara, he forces his tone to stay relatively mild, avoiding the vicious insults he used to hurl at her.

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