186.

~Mirabelle~

I got out of my car and made my way into the restaurant.

"Roman Grey," I called out to the man who looked like he was about to pick a fight with my staff any moment from now. "You were looking for me right?"

He sighed, burying his hands into his pocket. "Good heavens, finally. I've been calling you but there's just this..lady answering, constantly asking me what I would like to order..."

I resisted the urge to chuckle. "It's an automated call. I actually thought the reason you collected the number was so you could place order, anytime anyway from this restaurant. Was there perhaps another motive behind it?" I asked with a slight grin on my face.

"I um..not really. I just wanted to check up on you and say hi."

I snorted. "How adoring. Come on." I led the way as I moved past him. "Let me get you something to drink."

He pulled out a chair and took a seat. "Just coffee will be fine, please."

I smirked. "Are you sure you don't want anything else?"

He nodded. "Pretty sure about