Chapter Twenty-Seven: Tell Me More
The waiter returns to take their order. William picks the menu up and gives it another look. He had been admiring so intently earlier, Claire thought William had already settled on his order. “Ah,” he says. “I’ll have the fettuccine and clams. Along with a bottle of your finest white.” “I’ll have the-” “Let me guess,” William interjects, “the truffle salad?” Claire smirks, works her lips from one corner of her mouth to the next. “It’s what I like.” “What else have you tried on the menu?” Claire runs her index over the menu. She really hasn’t tried more than the salad. “Ah,” Claire finally says. “I tried their salmon in lemon sauce…once.” “And?” William asks. “I wasn’t a fan.” Claire looks up to the waiter. “Sorry.” She looks back at William. “There chef must have been having an of
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