Title: Shadows of Deception: A Tale of Love

chapter 5 :where we lay

As the trio prepared to head to breakfast on that beautiful Saturday morning, Coo's hangover was apparent, his dishevelled appearance drawing playful teasing from Tack. Despite his state, they made their way to the restaurant and settled in, ready to enjoy their meal.

But their leisurely breakfast took an unexpected turn when Coo spotted someone approaching their table. His eyes widened in disbelief, a mixture of shock and amusement crossing his features as he blurted out, "Oh shit, I must be so drunk from last night that I can still see his hot body in the sunlight."

Babe, confused by Coo's outburst, turned to inquire about the identity of the person Coo was referring to. Before he could receive an answer, he heard a cheerful greeting from behind him.

Turning around, Babe's eyes widened in shock as he came face to face with none other than Billy. His surprise was evident as he sputtered, inadvertently spitting out his juice in his astonishment.

Billy, ever the picture of composure, offered a charming apology as he approached their table. "Sorry to startle you," he said smoothly, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "I just needed to have a word with you, Babe."

Babe's confusion only deepened as he questioned Billy's unexpected appearance. "What are you doing here?" he asked, his tone laced with scepticism.

Billy's smirk widened, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Call it fate," he replied cryptically, his gaze locked with Babe's.

Meanwhile, Tack, still in the dark about the situation, suggested that Coo accompany her for a stroll. But Coo, still recovering from his hangover, insisted that he hadn't eaten yet, oblivious to the tension brewing between Babe and Billy.

As Billy urged Babe to step aside for a private conversation, the two men engaged in a heated exchange, their voices rising as they argued about the suite and the urgency of their discussion. Neither one willing to back down, they continued to clash, their stubbornness fuelling the tension between them.

As the disagreement between Babe and Billy reached its peak, Billy finally proposed a solution that seemed to strike a chord with Babe. "How about this?" Billy suggested, his tone measured yet earnest. "We could ask the styling team to come around so you can style me here, and then we both attend the event together. This could be a big deal for both your company and mine."

Babe considered Billy's proposal, weighing the potential benefits against his reservations. Despite his initial scepticism, the allure of a mutually beneficial arrangement proved too tempting to resist. After all, if there was one thing Babe could agree to, it was business and its potential benefits.

After a lengthy stroll filled with heated debate and reluctant compromises, Babe and Billy finally came to an agreement. It wasn't ideal, but it was a step in the right direction—a temporary truce forged in the name of mutual gain.

Returning to the table, Billy officially introduced himself to Coo and Tack, his charm and charisma on full display as he extended a friendly hand to each of them. Coo, ever the hopeless romantic, found himself smitten by Billy's suave demeanour, while Tack remained unimpressed, her scepticism evident in her arched eyebrow and pointed remarks.

As they continued to converse over breakfast, Tack couldn't help but voice her concerns about Billy's sudden appearance. "Isn't it a bit...stalkish?" she quipped; her gaze fixed on Billy as she awaited his response.

But Billy simply laughed off Tack's accusation, his easy-going demeanour masking the underlying tension between them. "Call it what you will," he replied, his smile never faltering. "But sometimes, you have to take matters into your own hands to get what you want."