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"You are to me, and that's all I care about," she says as she plays with my fingers, caressing my hand with the soft tips of her nails. "I don't care about anything else, Raf. I told you once, you can donowrong in my eyes."
I gaze at her intently, trying to gauge the veracity of her words.
She smiles at me.
"You see, I'm not like other women either. You're the only thing of importance for me. The world? It can go to hell for all I care."
"I fear I feel the same, pretty girl," I admit. "And that scares the hell out of me."
"Why should it?" she asks the question as if it's the most natural thing. "Embrace it. I did. When you stop fighting yourself, Raf, when you stop caring about the rest of the world, you'll see how freeing that can be."
"You might be right," I nod.
"I know I'm right," she winks at me.
I don't get to say anything else as the waiter comes with our food. Laying the plates in front of us, he then comes back with the bottle of wine and two glasses.
He pours my glass first before doing the same to Noelle's.
Her eyes are still on me, desire dripping from her gaze.
We're both so caught up in each other that the subsequent accident startles us both. While pouring her glass, the waiter's eyes seem to have strayed to an off-limits area. So did the bottle off the glass, aiming for her neckline instead of the glass.
Noelle reels back, blinking repeatedly as the wine slowly drips between her breasts.
"I'm so sorry. I'm so, so, sorry," the waiter keeps blabbering and a coldness envelops me.
He reaches out for Noelle to help her at the same timeIreach for him, pulling him back and bringing him at eye level with me.
"Don't," just one word, and he stiffens. "You don't look. You don't touch. You don't see her. Are we clear?"
His eyes flutter at me in confusion, my words slowly sinking in.
"I…"
"You'll go back inside and ask awaitressto take over our table."
"But I…"
"If you know what's good for you, you won't argue, you won't talk back and you willmove." He'd better fucking agree. I'm already doing my best to stay in control and not make a spectacle in the middle of the restaurant. The last thing Noelle needs right now is more attention on us.
"Yes, sir," he said, pivoting and heading back to where he came from.
"I'm so sorry about your dress, pretty girl. Here," I take off my coat, getting out of my chair and coming round the table to place it around her shoulder, swaddling her in it so her cleavage is no longer visible.
And there goesstrike two.Can we have justoneperfect date?
"You wouldn't have harmed that boy, would you?" she narrows her eyes at me.
"Of course I wouldn't," I smile sweetly as I spew the half-truth.
"Good," she nods. "Because from where I was standing it looked like you were about to strangle the guy with your bare hands."
"I was just telling him thepolitething to do after he messed up," I counter, keeping my defense up.
"I see."
"Ok, fine, I was very close to snapping. But I didn't," I exhale. "I'm not going to ruin this evening for you even more."
