Chapter Twenty
At work the next day, the restaurant was so full of customers that Livia and Moriko didn’t have time to catch their breath, let alone catch up. Livia had mentioned to Nox that she wanted to see more of Moriko. “I feel since I moved out that we’ve been drifting apart, and I would hate that. Morry’s my girl, you know?”
She said as much to Moriko when they were finally relieved of duty by the evening staff. Moriko asked Livia to come back to her new apartment, wanting to show off, she said with a grin. Shadowed discreetly by Livia’s bodyguard, they went to Moriko’s new apartment building, traveling up to the seventh floor in the wrought iron old-fashioned elevator.
“Fancy,” Livia said with a wink at Moriko, who grinned.
“Jealous? Not that you need to be, living in a freakin
