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proposal (41)

The moment I see Daniel walk into the restaurants I groan as we lock eyes and he smiles.

"Oh West your husband is here." Anna jokes nudging me and I only sigh seeing him gesture to me and Coraline smiles before walking him over to my section.

I angrily grab the pen and pad before storming over to him with it in hand.

"Good morning West." He greets and I sigh.

"Let's get this out of the way now Daniel," I say and he only smirks before clearing his throat and getting on one knee.

"West will you marry me?" He says pulling out the beautiful wedding band and I sigh.

People gasp and look on in wonder as I roll my eyes.

"No," I say flatly and people once again gasp but Daniel only smiles before standing dusting off his knee and sitting.

He closes the ring box and sets it on the table with a smile.

"The usual?" I ask and he nods.

"It's great seeing you West." He says as I scribble down his almost two hundred dollar meal.

I work at a very expensive restaurant where the main clientele is rich assholes and people who chose this place to pop the question to the love of their life.

We're actually kinda famous for it and we even have a thing that if they say no. Their part of the meal is free.

But Daniel's in the one percent who comes here almost weekly because he can afford our outrageous prices.

"You said no again?" Anna asks and I smile.

"Yeah. I really dont get what his end goal is. He could at least start by asking me on a date." I say and she laughs.

"I wish a beautiful millionaire proposed to me daily."

"Same." Coraline chimes in and I smile.

"Feel free to take him," I say before heading off to check on him.

"Is there anything else I can get you?" I ask and he smiles.

"Your hand in marriage?" He says and I roll my eyes.

"No," I say and he smiles more.

"Then just the check." He says and I smile before rushing off to get it.

After that, I came back to his standard two hundred dollar tip and the ring he had proposed with and I smile.

*

The moment I see him sitting at the table I sigh until I notice something.

The long legs going into the beautiful red dress in front of him.

The girl was stunning, with long black hair and lips red as wine.

She was stunning and clearly fit his image perfectly.

I just smile before approaching.

"Hey, what can I get you guys to start with?" I say and he frowns.

"That's a bit casual don't you think. This place is known to have waiters who are more than adequate at fine dining. Try not to embarrass this place and yourself." He says flatly.

What the hell? This asshole who thinks it's ok to propose to me at least once a month is going off at my manors because I said Hey instead of graveling at his fucking feet.

"Uh. I'm sorry. What can I start you guys off with?" I say and he still looks unimpressed nothing like that look of utter joy when he usually sees me.

"Its reasons like this, people like you work in places like this. Washing tables and taking orders for the generosity of people like me. Honestly, I don't see why my brother glows about this place." He says bitterly causing my heart to sting.