I'll Tell You Later

Chapter THREE

Holy mother fucking bitch nigga! 

I checked my phones GPS and date just to make sure I hadn't magically driven to Greece and travelled back it time. Coincidentally, Long Time Traveller by The Wailin' Jennys started playing on the overhead speakers.

Do I make a move? Do I sit and watch? Was he looking, well  watching me? What if it was just someone behind me?

So I decide to be calm, cool and collected. I called Max over to bring the bill so that once I was done I could leave immediately. So I paid and continued.

I ate my food while on my phone to keep me company and just about when I was finished with my meal, I felt a sudden rush of cool air and with it a strong smell of smoke. I had always oddly found the smell of smoke rather pleasant, even though I'm not a smoker.

The door had been opened and a boisterous laugh was ringing in my ears.
" ...sure you... that much money on...? I mean... actually... Fine. You're on"

I could only hear snippets of what the god's acquaintance, if I should say, was saying.
He had bronze hair and eyes the colour of a rich, dark green.

I hadn't actually seen the god's features yet, only his midnight hair but now I could also see his eyes.  The colour of yttrium; a greyish-white metallic element.

Suddenly, green eyes started walking towards my table so I, forever playing hard to get, pulled in the opposite chair with my foot underneath the table just as he was about to pull it out for a seat. All the while my eyes are glued down onto my phone and a smirk graced my lips.

"Oh? " said grey eyes.
I looked up at him with a bored expression on my face and my eyes blank.
Greek god made an 'oooh' sound under his breath and started chuckling.

"Sorry but are you an element? "
Oh not a pick up line
"Because you are So-dium amazing. " continued grey eyes.

At this point, the god was full on laughing no longer just a mild chuckle.

As dramatic as ever...
I pushed out of my chair grabbing my phone saying
"Save yourself the energy and just take my number. "
Then I briskly walked out of the diner towards my now filled up car.

What's my plan exactly? Well if he's gentleman enough, he will attempt to pay my bill but since I already paid... Then he will see my napkin next to my plate and see that it has my number on it.

How?
Well let's say pens in your purse do come in handy. I quickly scribbled it down when I saw he was walking towards me.
Just the number. No name.

I jump in my car and start it up so as to get the air conditioner on as soon as possible. Then I saw it...

The full effect of my master plan folding out. The god walked out of the diner with a cheeky, smirky grin cemented on his face. 

In a nonchalant manner, he got out the napkin and pretended to wipe of sweat from the heat, never once dropping eye contact with me.

His friend on the other hand walked out with a frustrated look on his face. Probably didn't see the napkin. Shame. He grudgingly handed something over to the god's outstretched hand and stormed to a nearby parking lot.

All the while, I had a similar smirk to the god's as I expertly reversed out if the station and headed out on the road again.