Melanie’s POV
“Damn, I didn’t realize we’ve been here that long,” Aria said.
“Yeah, me too. I’m sure, Ralph would be so mad at me right now,” I said.
"Ralph is a sweetheart and it's his job to wait on you," she replied.
“Still, I’m sure he didn’t plan to stay out this late,” I countered.
She shook her head at me and laughed as if I had told a joke. “You still don’t get it,” Aria said.
“Is there something I’m supposed to get?”
“Ralph doesn’t make plans. Your plans are his plans. I thought you would have realized that by now,” she said. “Plus, you’ve never heard him complain. He also had dinner and is currently nursing a bottle of coke.”
I turned to where she was staring at and she was right. Ralph was seated at a table not too far away from us but far enough to ensure our privacy.
