Another commercial break came and Amelia turned to me. This time she observed me. I fidgeted in my chair, wondering if I went too far with my questions. She knew me as the waitress, and here I was taking a survey of her private life.
"We've been together since middle school," Amelia declared.
That could not be possible. If the footballer and she were in a relationship for so long, when did she have time to date Javian? Oh, this was all too confusing.
"Now, your turn." She bit into a popcorn.
I shifted again. "What do you mean?"
She leaned back on the couch. "You've asked me a question and I've given you an answer. Now, it's your turn to answer my question."
My heart skipped a beat. This woman was clever. God knows what she wanted to ask me. What answer would I give?
The game returne
