Luther ran his hands through his hair, frustration kicking in, “Ella, what if in the world are you doing?” He asked, trying his best to keep his voice soft, but Ella was sure he was close to losing it. He placed his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes focused on Ella, “Can you just move and not cause a scene?”
Ella rolled her eyes, “Causing a scene is the only way to get your attention. Luther, please, let's make this work.” she pleaded. A few people walked in and out of the restaurant, taking peeks at what was going on between the couple. Heat crept up her cheeks and her eyes stinged.
She was acting desperate to get a man which her mother warned her against. Ella moved to the other side and lowered her head, giving Luther the chance to leave. Luther frowned and wined down the window,
