HIS P.O.V.
Why won't she look at me. She looked at Davis. Why won't she look at me damn it! I wasn't disrespectful! She keeps writing quickly, probably so that she can get away from me quicker! Even as she's walking I stare at her beautiful wavy red hair falling over her bodacious curves.
"So Nick, like I said I'm going to need at least one more week on that merger." Spoke Henry snapping me out of my trance.
"And I told you you have one day."
I instantly shut him down and looked away. I have that affect on people all I have to do is speak and It happens. I always get what I want.
We continue to talk about work until another waitress with black hair comes over with our drinks.
"Who are you." I demand.
"Good evening gentlemen my name is Andrea and I will be your waitress for the rest of the evening." She said with a bubbly smile.
"What happened to Scarlett?" Mmmm. Scarlett. I love the way her name rolls off my tongue.
"I'm sorry, but Scarlett will be attending other tables."
"No. I want her."
"Sir, I can assure you that your waitress will not affect your evening that much."
"Do you know who I am?" She clearly doesn't know who I am if she's even arguing. Her face showed face frustration but she quickly wiped it away.
"You're a customer. And the customer is always right. Scarlett will be right back."
I nodded my head. As always I get what I want. And I want her.
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Running
RomanceScarlett has always been a runner. The fear of rejection, failure and commitment have made her a nomadic. But what happens when she meets a man who won't let her go? Won't let her run away? Will his money,charm and possessiveness be enough to keep h...
