Chapter 880: Obvious Feelings

Leon led us right along the tight winding labyrinth of white, candlelit tables with me trailing right behind and Irene bringing up the rear.

"Favor for my dad," He told me, explaining his fancy clothes, and service-with-a-smile demeanor. "Apparently he needed the extra hands."

"Ahh," I said stiffly. "That's nice of you." 

"You're, um… lady friend there," He lowered his voice. "The detective at your party before, I recognized her. Who's she really? And what are you - ?" 

"We're celebrating," I cut him off.

"Celebrating? Ah, that's right, happy new year's, by the way," He said, throwing a quick smile. "Cheers."

"Yeah," I returned his cheers. "You too."

"Anyway, um," he went on, the king of small talk. "I see that my dad has really taken quite a liking to you for some reason. He doesn't usually give out freebies. Even to friends."

"Yep, we're definitely more than friends, alright," I said dryly.

"How so?"