Chapter 29 : Nowhere to Hide
Eleonore’s POV
“Gael. I swear to the Goddess, if you don’t order, I’m going to let you starve.”
“And who says you’re paying? What if I’m paying? I can take all the time I want. There’re too many options. You know we never come to steak houses.”
“Yeah, there’s a reason for that,” Missael muttered, buttering his bread roll with a tired, put-upon look that said this wasn’t the first time this happened, before moving the butter closer to me, letting me butter my own roll.
It was the first time all four of us were going out as a polycule? Quartet? One of those things? It was a date, technically, though hanging out would better describe it. I wasn’t sure how romantic the boys were willing to get around each other just yet or if they were comfortable with such a thing.
Maybe later in our relationship.
Either way, I was enjoying myself, even if I had a front-row seat to Gael and Gabriel arguing over the menu.