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Friends.

Arabella:

August 23rd 2022"

The drive was silent once again, but his hand somehow managed to find its way back to my thigh. When we arrived at the restaurant he opened my door and slipped his hand in mine.

Before I could question it we make our way up to the front where the hostess is waiting. She was looking down moving menus around.

When she looks up I see how pretty she is, her uniform is unbuttoned lower than it probably should be, her boobs are very much.

Out.

And I would be lying if I said I didn't take a double take.

Maybe triple.

She has perfectly laid blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. Her makeup was done very nicely and her very obvious lip injections made her look even prettier. She was beautiful, and I felt a hurt in my heart when I noticed where she was looking.

She was looking right at Vincenzo, "Welcome to Ventalias, how many people for today" she said as she adjusts her breasts and batts her eyelashes at Vincenzo.

I look go to look at him, but he's already looking at me, "Just me and my girlfriend tonight," He said before kissing the top of my head and adjusting his tight grip around my waist.

What.

The.

Balls.

I think I peed a little, Sorry.

The hostess rolls her eyes before shining a fake smile, "Yes of course, follow me". Vincenzo starts waking and pulls me along with him to the table.

Our table is hidden towards the side, we each have our own small booth to sit at with a table in the middle. We sit down and the hostess hands our menus, "If you need anything," she places her hand on his shoulder and whispers loud enough for me to hear, "I mean anything.." She has her hands out holding the menu with her elbows pushed to her breasts pushing them up farther.

I don't want to be mean but I really wish she would just leave.

Before I can thank her Vincenzo not very carefully grabs her hand and moves it off his shoulder before grabbing his knife from the table.

uh oh.

Her face turns pale as she stares at him in fear. If looks could kill she'd be dead,"If you fucking come back here, at all. If you look at her or me again. I will fucking kill you. Now leave." With that she scurries away to whatever pile of poop she came from.

He finally looks back at me setting the knife down nonchalantly, "I'm sorry about that angelo."

I shake my head, "N-no it's okay, she was really pretty and I'm not actually your girlfriend you didn't have to-"

His face falters into a slight frown/glare, "Right. Of course. Thank you for the reality check Arabella. I forgot, may just call her back now."

He looks down at the menu ending the conversation. But I feel hurt, would he actually bring her back? "I don't understand?"

He sets down his menu, "What Arabella, what don't you understand"

I look at him feeling my face heat, "Why are you mad at me"

He shakes his head, "I'm not mad Arabella, it's fine."

"Please tell me." I insist trying to hear him out, I don't want him to hate me.