"You don't like it?" Roshua asked.
She had a feeling he would be sad if she said no. "It's a new taste," She told him with a smile.
Haven reached for his own cup, drinking it without any reaction. Rich drink for rich people, Alexis guessed.
After Roshua took their orders, he went away.
"You could have just told him you don't like it."
She could have, but still. "I don't hate it either." To prove her point, she reached for the glass again, and downed it in one gulp.
"You're not supposed to rush wine."
"I know that!" Alexis snapped, dropping the glass on the table.
They were silent again. Alexis wasn't a big fan of silence. She loved to talk but she figured out Haven wasn't much of a speaker himself. She thought of a conversation they could have that wouldn't make i
