KIKI (MIA)’S POV.
Shifting my gaze from the artificial plants placed outside, I fix them on James who seems pleased to have me seated across him. He raises his glass and a waiter is fast enough to approach us in less than a minute, more like he was standing next to us waiting to be called.
“Religieuse au chocolat and black coffee for two.” He orders and I skim through my phone to waste time.
“You are still very beautiful.” He starts and I drop my phone.
“I do not expect such words from you. Hit the nail on the head.” He deserves that mini coaching.
He should know better than starting off with compliments. We haven’t talked in years. I only met him again by accident that crazy night.
“You have also grown a voice for yourself.” His lips corner tightens as he raises just a side of hi
