Twisted Perfection
Chaotic Souli can't stop staring at her tttt facetext to make her blushcan you see what that woman does to meshe seems to be teasing me
I sighed, unbuckling my seat belt, and got out of the car.
"Shall I bring your usual?" The waiter asked and I shook my head, my eyes going wide. I didn't want Nate to know what I eat regularly. It would be embarrassing.
"I'll have Caesar's salad," I smiled and looked at Nate.
"What's your usual?" he asked and I glared at him for a good twenty seconds before he gave up and turned his attention to the waiter.
"I'll have the...Bacon-wrapped chicken breast with spicy garlic sauce," He gave his order and put the menu down while I scrunched my nose at the sound of garlic.