Chapter 1277

The doorbell rang, and a waiter entered with their dishes and a bottle of red wine. Placing everything neatly on the table, he smiled and said, "Enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just press the call button. Otherwise, we won't disturb you." There was something suggestive in the way he said that last part. Wyatt popped the cork on the wine bottle and poured them each a glass. "In a setting like this, wine feels like a must," he said with a grin. Lana lifted her glass, clinking it lightly against his. The food lived up to the hype. Lana's eyes lit up after her first bite, and her pace quickened as she realized how good everything was. Across the table, Wyatt was devouring his meal like he hadn't eaten in days, finishing his plate in no time. Leaning back in his chair, Wyatt wiped his mouth with a napkin and took a long swig of wine. Setting the glass down, he smiled as he watched Lana take small, deliberate bites of her meal. Her composed manner stood in sharp contrast to h