Chapter nineteen

Emily's POV

I find myself looking out the window again a few minutes later watching passersby and vehicles racing down the road this time, "Why's it taking them so long to bring our orders?" Asher complains and my mind is taken back to our table.

"I'll go check" Logan says and stands up.

"I'm coming with,that girl at the counter is really hot, I could as well use her number" Asher says joining him. Pfft,what a flirt.

By the time the boys get back we're already drowned out in hunger and our food comes late but nonetheless we eat and talk about random stuff.

Asher keeps flirting with the girl at the counter, making disgusting gestures her way to which she flushes and winks at him, twirling her head as she pushes up her already exposed cleavage. Ugh.

I stare at her from head to toe. She's barely clothed in a very skimpy skirt exposing half of her butt with an extremely short crop top exposing half of her breast leaving little to the imagination.

I wonder how people are allowed to dress