Chapter Eight

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"What do you need that pen for doll?" Riff questions.

"I just like drawing," I reply and take the napkin from under his drink and start looking for a model.

My eyes drift from plants to random people then finally to Riff I decide it is a bad idea in my head and look at what looks like an older couple and start to sketch them out on the napkin.

"What are you doing?" Riff questions without any thought. Still concentrating on the older couple I reply.

"I am sketching that couple over there" I tell him and point vagally in their direction.

"You know it's not nice to point" he teases.

"Well its not like you don't do it yourself , lover boy," I tease back and continue my drawing. Riff huffs then looks at the menu for a split second then turns back to me.

"what are you going to get to eat?" Riff asked and looked at me, I pause my drawing to scan the menu. They have everything you could ever want- well at least when it comes to breakfast food.

"I think I will get the crape plater," I tell him.

"What does that come with?" he questions.

"It comes with three crapes with the choice of fruit, chocolate, honey, or plain. It also has eggs any way, toast any kind and sausage or baked," I say then continue. "I am getting strawberry crapes with scrambled eggs, raisin toast, and sausage." I tell Riff. "What are you getting?" I question him.

"Do not know yet," he tells me. "Why raisin toast? Isn't that something only a grandma would get?"

"I get it because breakfast places have phenomenal raisin toast, not like you've ever had any." I conclude.

"okay okay you got me there but when you get it if I wanted it you would give me a slice, right?" he asks.

"Sure as long as you do the same for me lover boy," I say and he nods his head.

I go back to sketching the old couple, shortly after Linda comes back again.

"So what can I get you two to eat?" she questions sloppily chewing her gum.

"I am getting strawberry crapes with scrambled eggs, raisin toast, and sausage." I tell her, she writes it down quickly.

"What about you hot stuff?" Linda questions- that bitch.

"Haha I'll get a western omelette with hash browns we'll done and pancakes with syrup and butter- also one more thing don't call me 'hot stuff' that title goes to this lovely lady over here," Riff finishes and points to me, I get a pink tint on my cheeks from that last comment he made.

Linda looks frustrated before finally adding a last comment.

"Anything else you fat pig?" She asks looking at me.

"Nope, nothing else you slutty whore," I tell her giving her a smile as well to make her frustrated.

She looks at me in red hot anger and leaves to put our order in. Riff turns to me.

"Someone likes making the waitress all red," he teased.

"Not like you weren't acting the same way lover boy" I tease him back. Then he pretends to be so upset about it and pretends to burst into tears.

"Delilah" sniff "Delilah" sniff "how could you" sniff "accuse me of being so- so- mean!" Sniff sniff Riff finished so I start.

"It's because" sniff "you Riff" sniff "hurt my feelings first!" I lightly scream at him and fall into his shoulder pretending to ball my eyes out like a baby.

"I'm so sorry Delilah I didn't know it hurt your feelings and I can make it up to you," he said in a baby voice then continued. "Like this!" He shouted and started ticking me to death.

I  was laughing so hard I thought I could never stop.

"Riff st- stop!" I try to say still laughing like crazy and trying to push him off.

"What's the magic word doll?" He asks still ticking me.

"P- p- please?" I say with question in my voice and he stops but still holds on to my waist.

"Right words doll, now your reword," he says I squirm thinking he is going to tickle me like crazy again but he doesn't. He pulls me in further and kiss's me.

I kiss back with all my power and wrap my arms around his neck and tangle my hands threw his hair.

He then takes one of his hands moves it from my waist and smacks my butt hard so I squeal.

"Riff don't do that we are in public!" I tell him and brake the kiss then move myself back to my chair.

Our food then gets plated in from of us and we thank the chef who put it there, not Linda thankfully.

I start by cutting off a piece of one of the crapes, dipping it in the whipped cream then put it in my mouth.

It's so good that I nearly let out a moan.

"That's so good like times a thousand!" I tell Riff.

"Yea, let me have a taste," he said so I cut him a bite and fed him with my fork.

"It's good but it's a little to sweet for my liking, here try this," he said then shoved a piece of his omelet into my mouth.

"Mmm that's really good to but it could use some sugar," I argued back, he smirked and we both started to consume all of our food.

"Here Riff try this!" I say and shove some of the  raisin toast in his mouth, he looks at me in disbelief.

"What the hell this stuff is so good- where has it been my whole life!" He explains and i chuckle at him slightly.

After all of the time we spent there that day I realized how lucky i am for a jet let alone the leader of them to like me.

I know things are complicated between us and what our relationship means but I don't care, I'm happy how I am right now!

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