When we ordered, the waiter simply nodded and walked away. How cliché would it have been if we had a waitress that flirted with Grayson? I probably would’ve kicked her in the shin and slammed her face on the table. I’m not a violent jealous person, just in case you were wondering. I’ve only punched a girl who just so happened to like Grayson. No biggie, right?
“So are you going to stare into space during our whole date or are you going to talk and get to know me?” He asked, his eyebrows rising amusedly.
I wanted to giggle at the mention of us being on a date. It was still hard to believe. “What should I ask?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know, this is my third time going on a date and the other two times weren’t very fun.”
“I have a question!” I announced, taking him by surprise. He nodded, a
