33. Eat You Out

FINN.

It is annoying that I can not stay mad at her for so long. Watching her speak to the waiter has me smiling, but I hope she doesn't see it.

She stuttered over some French words and laughed and I swore, that was the most beautiful sound I'd heard in my whole life.

I got so lost that I didn't realize that she was done talking with the waiter.

"Back to earth, Finn." Scarlett snapped her fingers in front of me.

I blinked shortly before nodding and looking up at the waiter. "I'd have what she's having,"

"That's boring. You need something exciting."

"No, thanks. I guess that since you frequent this place a lot, you'd have an idea of what tastes good."

"Our tastes might be different." She says with a shrug. Her eyes are smiling and I know she's no longer angry.

"I'd rather stick with yours than try out something I might not like," I replied politely.

The waiter cleared his throat and I looked up at him. "Sir, I trust you, all our meals are top-notch. I am s