Still Michael's P.O.V.
She tore her vision away from the aquarium to look at me, a genuine, astonished smile lurking.
"You mean that?" Her eyebrows raised.
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it."
Just then I caught a glimpse of the little waiter coming back to take our orders, I cleared my throat, ready to tell him our choices.
"May I take order please?" He smiled, taking out once more his black leather notepad and his silver pen.
"Yes, could I have Quesadillas for starters and Chiles Rellenos for my main please? And could Grace get Ceviche for her starter and Agujas for her main course please?" I smiled to him, watching him scribble down the last of our orders.
He grinned at the both of us showing his magnificent teeth, "Your food ready, soon as possible." He nodded yet again and scuttled away.
This man never gave me time to thank him!
As I went to look back at Grace, she was pulling an uber sexy expression, biting her lip and smiling at the same time, her eyes somewhat slanted a little, staring at me contently and, as I'm a little educated now, I'd say lustfully.
"What?" I asked suspiciously.
She licked her lips, "Do you realise how sexy you sounded then?" She hinted.
"When?!" I asked, totally not understanding.
"Then! When you were saying all those Mexican words! That- tha...that was..." she did a random gesture, "I don't know what it was, but it was hot."
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Be Careful What You Wish For. 2
FanfictionThe second book of 'Be Careful What You Wish For.' Find out more about the adventures and mishaps that Michael and Grace into. Follow the events of their relationship, their life together and their separate lives. Who they meet, what they do and whe...
