A waitress dressed in this extremely short dress and a batch with her name walks to our table to take our orders.
She looks at Lionel and smiles.
A seductive smile that I don't like. I know he is hot but she needs to realize I'm here.
"Hey handsome, can I take your order?" I frown the moment she calls him that.
Lionel looks at me and grins.
"Sure, Vanessa, but I think my fiancee knows what I'll have." She turns to look at me with a frown before she fakes a smile.
"Ahem, what will he have?" I've never felt this good.
Of course I have no idea what he'll have but it's good that he's acknowledged me. I'm not his fiancee but still, you get the point.
"Hun, what will you have?"
"Coffee, thanks."
"And you?"
"Hot chocolate, and a sausage, bacon, toast, omelette, no garlic." She looks at
