Misunderstanding

Xavier's pov.

I ordered our drinks and waited to get them ready.

"Xavier!" Diva came and wrapped her hand around my forearm.

I rolled my eyes at her being stubborn and slowly peeled her hand off my arm. I could see her scowling from the corner of my eyes. But I didn't bother to look at her. I pretended to ignore her.

"Xavier, I want to talk to you. Please come with me." She said, leaning on my shoulder.

God, this girl was so shameless to flirt with a married man. I shifted and moved away from her and said,

"Why don't you get it that there is nothing to talk about between us. So better you stop playing your games and move on."

"Please Xavier, talk to me once." She pleaded again.

"Okay! I am listening." I said, and turned to face her.

I had to finish it all over. I didn't want anything to be left between us.

"Not here." She glanced over her shoulder. "I have so many things to tell you. There are so many people around us. If someone hears , it will be news." She said with her pup