They entered the eatery with Kelvin’s hand on Leila’s lower back. A smell lingered in the air, and his nose scrunched when they stepped inside. This place wasn’t his usual style, and it wasn’t empty. He loved empty places. Leila was freer when they were alone because they didn’t have to worry about getting caught.
Leila looked at him with a smile, and all those thoughts fled from his mind. If she was okay with this place, he would try to appreciate it. The smell of something strong wafted past his nose, and he glanced at Leila, but she didn’t seem to have noticed it. Seeing how cheery she was, he allowed his wife to drag him to an empty spot.
There were no servers in uniforms waiting to attend to them, only a group of men at a back table, talking and laughing over a bowl of snacks. A fe
