Esmerelda
I don't get to respond to him and that's okay because I'm not even sure what I would have said to him to begin with. I am so far out of comfort zone. Billy would have never brought me somewhere like this to begin with, and never dressed like this. I mean I'm not dressed horrible, but at the same time I look like street trash compared to him.
So, I am thankful when the waiter shows up and gives me a break. I really just don't know what to say.
"Welcome. My name is Jason, and I will be your waiter this evening. Are you celebrating anything special?"
"Yes." Jaxson says, but before he can say anymore I interrupt.
"No. Not really." He looks at me and shakes his head.
"Yes, we are." He smiles and holds up his hand to stop me from talking before ordering our drinks. A water with lemon for him, and a sprite for me. Jason tells us the chef will be in soon to start making our food and leaves.
"What exactly are we celebrating?" I ask him thoroughly interested in his answer. He smiles
