We're back.
BACK.
At the same iconic restaurant.
Again.
Yes readers, don't blink—because it's literally the next freaking day.
At this point the restaurant employees probably think I live in their drainage pipe.
And just so nobody asks stupid questions later—
Yes, Jiang's wristband is still on him.
Yes, he can use it.
No, nobody here suspects a thing because it looks like a fancy smartwatch from a billionaire tech CEO who probably sleeps only two hours and cries into his cryptocurrency.
So here we are.
Standing outside the restaurant instead of going in because Yuyu said "give us two minutes."
And for some reason, my brain decided that means we must stand here like NPCs waiting for a quest to load.
Jiang stands beside me, tall, black-clad, stupidly handsome—looking like a man who owns the entire building and the moon above it.
Meanwhile I'm hugging my purse like a security blanket thinking—
Great. Double date.
With my alien.
