“Thank you so much, the food looks delicious.” Kiara smiled as the waiter set the bowl of steaming hot pasta right in front of her. It was Damian’s favorite, but he already had his food in front of him. A bit of seafood rice and a soup on the side.
Kiara grabbed her silverware and looked at the two men across from her. “We can eat now.” She murmured, taking her fork and a spoon and picking up some pasta to take a bite.
“Actually, sweetheart. Do you mind if we swap plates?” Damian asked, uneasy about what he was about to eat.
“Oh? Why couldn’t you have just ordered this instead?” She pouted, as she chewed on the delicious, creamy pasta.
“Luca said it would be nice, but I’m not really feeling it now,” he explained, looking at Kiara, hopefully.
“Damian, what are you saying? This is quali
