He scribbled down her order.
“I’ll… uh… have the double bacon three cheese quiche,” Gregor muttered.
“Very good, sir.” Chris turned to me and gave me a sultry look. “And you?” And I’d swear to God he mouthed “gorgeous!”
I almost choked. “I’d like the fresh fruit with honey vanilla mascarpone.”
“Excellent choice! I’ll go put your order in and check on you in a little while.” He took the menus and sauntered off, glancing back over his shoulder and giving me a seductive wink.
I could see Gregor was getting ready to snarl again, but Mother rested her palm on his wrist, and he gave her the most fatuous smile I had ever seen on him
Before I could wonder about that, Mother turned to me. “That’s a very light meal, sweetheart. Did Mark feed you?”
“Mark always feeds me.” I could hardly tell h
