Living Short in Bel Air (Completed 2013)

ChapteЯ 10: Fulfilling her majestic duties

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ChapteЯ 10: Fulfilling her majestic duties

“I thought I told you not to come.”

Clint just shrugged.  “I never intended to.” 

“And here are your milkshakes,” the waiter said.  I griped the cold glass and remained my gaze on him.

The Bel Air woman cleared her throat and pinched a smile.  “I’m sorry if we were intruding an important meeting.  I accidentally dropped my drink just outside and luckily, this gentleman was passing by and offered to buy me a new one.” 

I arched a brow and turned to Clint.  “You were passing by?”

“I had some errands to take care of,” he stiffly said. 

“We’ll just be on our way now.”  She swung her Valentino purse over her shoulder.  Her eyes scanned down my dress and I had the sudden urge to raise my chin. 

“But why don’t you two stay?” I asked, scooting over.  “I want to hear more about Clint’s errands.” 

He frowned, but the lady beat him to it.  “That sounds lovely.  Perhaps we could both order drinks.  I have time before my next meeting with the mayor.”  She turned to Clint.  “What do you think?”

“But doesn’t he have other errands to take care of?” Jeff cut in and I almost forgot he was there. 

“They can wait, can’t they Clint?” I said, fluttering my lashes.  “Since you have enough time to buy this woman a drink, you have time to chat for a while.” 

Roping him into it, he sighed and even checked his watch.  “I guess I got some time.  What do want to order Stacy?” 

She took a seat beside me and flipped her hair.  “Tea please.” 

Her golden locks flew into my mouth and I spat them out.  Glaring in her direction, I heard Jeff stifle a laugh and I gave him a quick middle finger. 

Clint ordered three cups of tea and slid next to Stacy.  “Why did you order three?” I asked. 

“I got one for you.  It’s a beverage that most Bel Air women would have.”  He smiled and it was as if he knew I hated tea.    “You should learn from Stacy.  She’s the executive chair of Charity events in Bel Air.”  He flashed her a grin and I tightly squeezed the glass.

 “So why don’t you tell us about your errands?” asked Driz.  I slipped my friend a thankful smile.

“I have to pick up some clothes from the dryers.  My dad really needs his biker jackets back.”  Clint cupped the arriving tea in his hands.  I curiously peered at his face and he quickly asked, “Does anyone here know how to read tea leaves?”