Chapter 462. The Motivation

Apphia POV

I take another look at them. That’s Maximus, talking with Daisy- I think they are arguing, and boy, is she pissed. I tear my gaze from them and focus on my mate. We are dancing happily together, without a care in the world. He looks so carefree, smiling and twirling me. He kisses my forehead after the song dies down and grabs my hand.

“Still want to dance?” he asks. I shake my head,

“No, but I am hungry,” I grin, kissing him. He is pleased to hear that. He takes me away from the club,

“There is a food truck not far from here. The sandwiches are soooo good,” I moan, remembering the ones Joe brought me at work. Nicholas frowns, but I pout, and it works.

We stroll across the streets unhurriedly, enjoying the starry night, and street lanterns. The cool air is welcome; it has been warm lately as we welcome the summer season.

Eventually, we reach the huge food truck. Attention from the people draws to us. They recognize us- maybe only