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Chuckles escaped me as I hurried to stop him from calling back our waitress.
“You need to get used to the flavor,” I said, keeping a firm hand on his wrist. “Sugar will destroy that subtle scent.”
A dubious look came over him as he stared down at his cup.
He made a quirky face as he took another sip.
Snorting, I took another sip of my tea. He could be damn cute without even trying.
“This is funny to you,” said Noah.
I looked up, expecting to meet his angered expression that I was so used to. Instead, he was smiling warmly.
“I don’t usually try anything new,” he said slowly as if he was confessing to a secret. “Caleb and Corey are the ones who’re always experimenting with food and drinks. They don’t always bring me along.”
A sliver of pity snaked around me. The Amhurst brothers’ bond was shaken because of me. It took a while but I was finally seeing the effects of my absence on them.
“It’ll get better,” I promised him. “Also, if you spend more late nights with me, you’ll end up trying a whole lot of cuisines. I get cravings, especially when I’m exhausted and hungry.”
“It’s worth it all, then,” he said with a warm smile.
Our waitress returned to our table. This time, she was back with steaming bamboo baskets filled with fat, delicate-skinned dumplings.
Taking a pair of chopsticks, I grabbed one.
Noah watched me as I quickly wolfed down the dumpling and took a sip of tea.
“Good?” he prompted.
I nodded vigorously.
Smiling, he forked one and tried it.
Soon, more of our dishes made it to the table.
For a while, we went silent as we both devoured the delicious food.
“There’s something I was thinking about,” I said after a while.
“What’s that?”
“The Eastern Corridor project.”
“What about it?” Wiping his mouth on a napkin, he fixed a serious look on me.
“It’s the biggest job we’ve grabbed in the past decade,” I said. “The projected profits from it will put us on the very top list of construction companies in the country.”
Noah gave a nod in silent agreement.
“I’ve gone through all the documents,” I said, remembering the issue that added to my never-ending workload that day. “I spent hours on them but still couldn’t figure out why construction has been stopped for the last six months. There’s no report either. What’s going on?”
Noah silently sipped on his tea, looking thoughtful.
“You’ve come across one of the problematic projects,” he said in a quiet voice.
“What do you mean by ‘problematic’?”
“The delay in construction work happened because of social issues.”
