The booth was warm with chatter, the polished table crowded with plates of steak, salmon, and truffle fries.
Wine glasses clinked, laughter floated easily, and for the first time that night, the group seemed to settle into a rhythm that wasn't just about the movie or the teasing undercurrents.
It was simply about being together.
By now, even Tisha's presence at the table felt natural, as if she had always been a part of their little circle.
Sarah, cheeks flushed with excitement, leaned forward as she swirled her spoon in a bowl of mousse. "Honestly? Tonight has been perfect. The movie, the food, everything. I'm just… ugh, so happy." She giggled, nudging Danny with her shoulder.
Danny gave her a half-smile, his arm still draped lazily around her. "Yeah," he said, his tone relaxed now.
