Now I know why Weston cursed.
Colton, in his same suit, is walking towards the counter. The waiter immediately saw him and pulled out the box, and handed it to him.
So he waited to get the cake until this time? Why? He could bring it with him. He has a car! He can put it in the trunk!
The waiter glances at me, probably remembering me from earlier, and that’s when Colton follows the waiter’s gaze.
A smile crept into his face.
Sadly not on mine, neither on Weston for sure.
His eyes went to Weston. I turned to him. I swear, his eyes are throwing daggers at him.
In most places! He is here again!
I told Weston to meet at a different place, but he decided to meet here!
Colton was still smiling when he reached our spot.
“Tamantha, I didn’t know you were still here.
