#summerssneakies

[summerongrand]

✨#SummersSaturdaySneakies✨

Here's a sneak peek of the next chapter of Psyched On U.

“Eat with us.” Grey smiled warmly at the young restaurateur, his voice fatherly and friendly. “I -” Zane hesitated, his eyes scanning the familiar faces of NYPD officials seated around the table. They were regular patrons at his restaurant, and he had been introduced to Grey and West earlier. The arrival of the Asian woman with the white man in Army dress blues intrigued him; his curiosity was evident on his face. Zane assumed the Army man was also a cop. But the woman ... he found himself particularly drawn to her, subtly indicating his interest as he placed a hand on the top of her chair. “Join us for lunch, son,” Wilder urged Zane, the NYPD captain's insistent tone firm and persuasive. “That’s an order.” Zane considered the invitation, his gaze flickering back to Sava. Motioning a passing waitress over, he swiftly delegated tasks with steel-cut precision to ensure his restaurant ran smoothly in his absence. Flashing Sava a charming smile, he pulled out the empty seat beside her and sat down. “How could I say no?” Tim's expression soured as he scrutinized Zane getting chummy with his wife. Sava responded with a playful scoff, rolling her eyes at Tim before flashing the restaurateur a kind smile. "Don’t mind him, he’s a little gruff." Zane’s interest was further piqued by Tim and Sava’s exchange, his brows furrowing curiously. “I didn’t catch your name.” “I’m Savannah Wu but call me Sava. I’m an LAPD detective, although I sometimes double as a hostage negotiator, and this is my husband Tim.” She reached for Tim’s left hand on the table and squeezed it three times, then intimately laced her fingers together with his. Though her actions presented as reassuring Tim of jealousy, it was more for her benefit than for his; she needed his touch to ground her.