The Best Friend's Contract novel Chapter 62

Within seconds, we are already on the road, the car ride almost deadly silent if not for the song being played in her car by connecting it with my Spotify account. At times, we would always sing along or act completely foolish but for some reason, we're both left in our own thoughts.

''Where are we getting breakfast?'' I ask before realisation hits me, ''Wait—no, let me guess. Café Lalo?''

Her lips curve up into a grin, ''Look at that. We have a winner!''

I glance down at my phone to find Dimitri calling me, a picture of him rolling his eyes with his tongue out being set as his profile picture whenever he calls—causing me to pick up the call.

''Hello, hello,'' His voice is being heard from the other line. ''D-Eazy is on the line. Where are you? What are you doing? Is Kenna with you?'' He starts to ask, leaving me breathe out and try my best to deal with his behaviour.

''I'm on my way to Café Lalo and I'm in the car with Kenna,'' I respond.

''Okay, I'll meet you guys there.'' Just like that, he ends up the call which causes me to blink a few times at the sudden call before earning myself a slam.

''He's meeting us there?'' Kenna asks, after taking a right turn; pressing harder onto the gas pedal.

''Apparently,'' I mutter under my breath.

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We have arrived at Café Lalo to a view of people in their office attire, queuing and some eating in. My eyes wander around the café after stepping out of the car with Kenna standing beside me, ''Let's head in.'' She says.

The aromatic smell of coffee and pastries are somehow causing my senses to light up, immediately making me look for a spot for us to sit down and eat. It doesn't help much with the amount of people in here as they talk, chat and simply just making worth of their time.

A group of women manage to glance at my direction, smiling as they see me standing in the middle of the café. They manage to utter whispers as they glance, causing me to smile back—not wanting to appear as rude.

All of a sudden, Kenna starts to reappear beside me, ''There's a spot for us to sit.'' She points down at a table near the windows.

''Lead the way,'' I gesture with my right hand due to the limited movements of my left.

Just as I'm about to follow her, she stops to raise her left hand—tucking a few strands of her hair behind her ear, a few times as I confusingly stare back at her. Then, I begin to realise that she's currently showing off the wedding band while mine is fully on display, due to my arm's position.

The group of women starts to clear their throats before looking away, still sparing short glances at my direction. ''At least he's not gay,'' One of them say, lowly.

''I don't know which one is better? Married or gay?'' The left one replies with a sigh, trying to make sure that she isn't heard but unfortunately, my ears can't help but to eavesdrop.

We walk away from them and straight towards our table.

''I've got to start locking you up in the basement if everywhere we go is being filled with horny women who won't stop staring at you like you're a walking penis,'' Kenna says, awakening me from my thoughts.