“The other problem is that maybe I don't want to go with you," I replied.
Ankor stifled a laugh and the food saved the moment. Suddenly, it was brought. Two dishes I had never seen or tasted before were placed in front of me. One was a bowl with noodles and chunks of something that looked like meat. In the other were several somewhat thick yellow slices with dots of some cream in the center. Thinking I was done with going to the event together, I grabbed my chopsticks and picked up one of those slices.
I felt Viktor staring at me, but it was time to eat, enjoy myself, and fill my belly without hearing Vik's unbearable voice...
“When you want to deny something, make sure you don't say "maybe" “he threw me just as I was about to put the slice in my mouth” because you leave the possibility
