Is She Your Girlfriend?

Ethan's POV

My hand moved softly on my car steering as I drove it into the Greenland restaurant.

I found the best place to pack and turned off the car engine.

I held the car key and opened the car door.

My black shoe hit the floor softly as I stepped out of the car.

Screams and shouts erupted the second I walked into the restaurant.

A broad smile appeared on my face. I was used to this sort of attention and to be honest I think I love it.

I straightened my blue top and waved my hands up responding to them.

I took in a quick breath. The restaurant was crowded.

Lots of people were in attendance. I chuckled. It wasn't this way before.

When I first got attracted here. I could count the people that attended within a twinkle of an eye.

But now they were in multiple folds of the number they were that time.

My head swelled at the reason they were visiting.

It was surely because of me. Everyone wants a celebrity  in their midst.

And everyone wants to have a pic with an artist.

My eyes landed on a group of girls. They were dancing without music being played.

I scoffed. Hilarious! I don't do shit that way.

"Welcome sir." One of the attendants came up to meet me.

My gaze fell on her. She was new. I haven't seen her before.

I moved to the exclusive area and sat down.

That was the usual place reserved for those at high stages.

"What can I offer you?" She asked again.

"Put my order in waiting. When my guest comes I will get an order." I muttered and brought out my phone.

"Okay sir." She said and walked away.

My hand ran on my phone as I sent Clara a message.

"Waiting for you." I sent it.

She was online. "On my way." She texted back.

"Fine, expecting you." I texted back.

The second I dropped the phone my eyes fell on a cab outside the restaurant.

It was packed next to my car. My brows drew together. What the hell was a cab doing next to my car.

I was about to stand up when the person I had been expecting stepped out. Clara. 

My face coiled up into a broad smile. I knew it.

The dress she wore was just the perfect outfit for her. 

She pushed open the glass door and stepped in.

I gasped. She had that shape. That perfect figure I loved in a woman.

The beauty, the shape and her outfit was damn attractive.

I must say she was damn sexy and hottttt.

Her eyes scanned around puzzled. No one needed to tell me she was looking for me. 

I raised up my hand and waved it. Signalling to her.

Her eyes met with mine. She merely nodded and walked up to me.

Oh my God! This girl was really different from the other girls.

Girls get over excited and smile whenever I respond to them.

But she was damn the opposite. 

"Hey." She voiced out as she came near to me.

"Hi." I replied as she drew out the chair directly at the front of me and sat down.

"I'm sorry for coming quite late. I got busy with some impromptu stuff." She said,

"It's fine." I replied. 

She doesn't even know I just arrived a few minutes ago also.

She nodded and dropped her handbag on the glass table.

Silence stretched between us. 

She brought out her phone and got focused on it.

My gaze fell on her, studying her as she typed on the phone.

Our eyes met thrice and that was when I realized I had to book an order.

I turned back and waved at one to the attendant.

She hurried over to us and placed a menu list on the table.

"What would you like to eat, sir?" The attendant asked.

I blinked rapidly. "Ask her first." I said, pointing at Clara.

I noticed a smile on Clara's face immediately after I said that.

"What would you like to eat, ma?" I watched as the female attendant gave her the list.

"This one." She said pointing at the list.

"Okay, what about you sir." The attendant asked.

"Give me the same thing she ordered." I responded.

"You haven't looked at the list, sir." The female attendant voiced out.

I shifted my gaze away from Clara to the female attendant. 

"Do as I say baby girl." I replied.

She shook her head in approval with a broad smile on her face and walked away.

A smirk appeared on my face. Why is she so happy over merely calling her a baby girl? Bull shit.

"You could have ordered something else." Clara's voice rang through my ears.

I turned back to her. She had stopped whatever she was doing and folded her arm on her chest.

I blinked. She was just in the perfect posture to capture my attention.

Her boobs hung in her arms like it was waiting for me to bore into it.

"I..I..just like it that way." I stammered.

"Okay." She put down her hand and placed it on the table.

Perhaps she noticed I was staring freaking too hard.

"Here, enjoy your meal." The female attendant spoke out as she placed a plate at the front of me and also Clara.

I slightly nodded and opened it up. I gasped. It was mashed potato with sauce.

No wonder the attendant said I hadn't checked the list.

They know I don't order such things, not to talk of eating it.

I gazed back at Clara. She had already begun digging into her food while I just stared at mine like I had seen the worst thing ever.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you eating?" Clara suddenly asked.

"I would. You should continue with yours." I replied.

How on earth was I going to eat this food?

I rolled my eyes and that was when I noticed the boring stares.

Why were they staring so hard? This was more than usual.

Or was it because of Clara that was right at the front of me.

I was still thinking about this when I heard a sharp feminine voice.

"Is she your girlfriend, James Hunter?" A young lady said, pointing at Clara.