He took slow, deliberate steps towards her, his gaze intense. Ruby swallowed hard.
“But if I don’t eat here, I won’t mind eating my favorite meal, Teacher Red, and you know exactly what that is…”
Ruby was at a loss for words. She knew exactly what he meant by "eating." To completely avoid Jack’s advances, she had to compromise.
“You go directly to the other table. If you can’t find it, ask a waiter to guide you there.”
“And you?” Jack’s suspicious tone almost made Ruby want to curse him out.
“I’m going to the kitchen to check out today’s ingredients. I’m very picky.”
In the end, Jack didn’t argue further and followed Ruby’s wishes. He headed to their table while she marched off to the kitchen. She was familiar with the chefs there, so her presence wasn’t unusual to the staff.
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