Love & Cigarettes

Chapter 17 - Bleu Salè

•• AMBER'S POV ••

We walk inside the restaurant while holding hands and laughing but when we reach the reception desk there is no one there. Odd.

Dean is visibly upset and before we can   look  around any further - a young man slowly walks towards us and before he can reach us, a young woman who seems to be the same age as me quickly overtakes him and rushes to stand behind the tiny desk.

That's weird. And it's usually older people who stand here most of the time.

I'd say she's looking at us but that would be a lie because her eyes are glued on Dean.

I quickly look at Dean next to me to see if he noticed it too but he is looking above her as if he is avoiding her.

Or maybe he is attracted to her that's why he is avoiding eye contact.

" Good Evening Sir, welcome to Bleu Salè." the young hostess finally says, not taking her eyes off Dean.

I don't know if this is part of her job or I am just being jealous but something in me wants to wipe off that ridiculous pennywise  fake looking smile off her face.

Dean slowly leans closer to the reception desk to speak to the hostess - releasing his arm from my hold without even looking at me.

This is odd because his whole demeanor has changed, he is not the same lovey dovey man guy he was minutes ago.He is just cold and distant and I think it has to do with thus young woman in front of us.

Do they have a thing going on maybe?

" We have a dinner reservation for a couple at 8:00", he pauses to check his wrist watch

" Mr Gamble" he says and smiles.

The hostess blushes and blinks her eyes repeatedly before checking something on the small screen infront of her and I don't know what is going on between them so I decide to check out the restuarant while we're still standing here.

It is beautiful and a very large fish tank is in the centre of the restuarant, the inside of this building is not exactly bright but I can still see that the guests are wearing formal.

Everyone seems so serious and boring, this is definitely the type of place my parents would go to and I don't know if I like it but if Dean chose it, then it is fine I guess.

I turn my face back to him and he is busy on his cellphone. I think he might be doing this as his way of ignoring me or he is texting Hilary but this is something I will have to bring up when we're in a more private place. Diarn would usually put his phone away whenever he was with me but I can't really set my boundaries with Dean because he is not mine and I don't want to drive him away.

I don't know if he is used to dating multiple girls at once or not but if he wants me to be his then he should know that I won't be accepting that at all. He will have to choose between me and Hilary eventually. I hope it's me but if it's Hilary then I am done with him - for good.

The hostess looks up and clears her throat so we both look at her,

" Yes, Mr Gamble. I can see you made a reservation but you are late, sir. I am afraid that your table has been given away" the hostess says looking at Dean then at me.

Her facial expression slightly changing when her eyes land on me though.

Oh okay.

" What?!! I specifically booked on time" Dean shoots and I can sense his is upset but trying to remain calm.