Chapter 11: Ignore

“You are a bad waitress.”

Alfeo’s annoying voice snapped me out of my glare that I had been directing at Draven’s head. Looking back at Alfeo I said, “I didn’t even know that I would have to be one.”

“As your instructor you are making me look bad, smile for the guests my belle,” he said taking hold of my hand that had been limply falling beside me. Jerking at his touch, not liking it even a single bit I glared at him to subtly tell him to let me go.

The place had been too quaint and sophisticated to make a scene.

“See that is not the expression that I want, smile for me,” he again adamantly said making me almost want to hit off that smile off his face, “Please.”

As if that made things any better…

But realizing that my only option was to give in I smiled and then repeated my question again, “What would you like to order, sir?”

“See, I knew you could do it!” he cheered pulling me down by my hand as he kissed me cheek making me gasp and almost hit him when he pushed me back into my stan