Wait For You

Chapter Two

Chapter Two-

Hot. Sexy. Confident.

You name it, this man was perfection.

His dark curls were pushed up and away from his forehead, showing his perfect complexion.

His hazel-green eyes glistened in the light as he took long strides to get to our table.

He was wearing a black v-neck that clung to his muscular body and sections of tattoos peaked out from the sleeves and the neckline.

The closer he got, the faster my heart pounded against my chest.

When he was finally standing at the edge of our table, I could really see how tall he was. I had to crane my neck just to look at him.

"Hello," he grumbled, "My name is Harry and I will be taking care of you today." His British accent was so smooth and so delicate; it contrasted heavily with his deep voice.

"Would you like to start off with some drinks?" He still hadn't made eye contact with me. Or Jackie. I had totally forgotten that she was even sitting across from me.

He took out a small notepad and pen and I watched in awe as his forearm muscles contracted and released while wrote down Jackie's drink order.

He then turned to me, his green eyes meeting mine. I stared back, lost in features. He raised an eyebrow and small smirk played on his face.

Jackie cleared her throat and it wasn't until then that I realized he was waiting for me to tell him what I wanted to drink.

"Oh," I mumbled as I broke away from his gaze and fumbled for my menu. I could feel the heat rushing to my cheeks. "Ugh..um..sorry. I'll just..um, have a water.." I trailed off.

"Alright." He said with chuckle, "I'll be right back with that."

I stared at my hands until I was sure he was gone and then slowly bright my eyes up to see Jackie about to burst with laughter.

"OH. MY. GOD." She laughed, slamming her hands down on the table on "god". "You were just like, in a trance or something!"

I glared at her as she continued laughing.

"I don't blame you though. That is one fine piece of man!"

I huffed in annoyance and said, "That was the most embarrassing moment of my life." I put my elbows on the table and threw my hands over my face.

"Oh don't be silly, Ava. By the way he acted, I bet that happens all the time." She urged, trying to reassure me.

"Come on Jackie! I just drooled over him like a dog waiting for a treat!" I said through my hands.

"Don't overreact. He's coming back so just act like nothing happened." She said as she swatted the air with her hand.

I sighed and put my hands back in my lap as the tattooed waiter came back holding our drinks.

"Okay," he said as he set down our drinks. I tried to peak around my glass to look at one of his tattoos, but he pulled his arms away from the table too quickly. "Do you girls have any questions about the menu?"

Assuming I was not going to answer, Jackie replied for the both of us. "Yes, what's good here?"

"Well, what do you girls like?" He replied.

Jackie looked from the waiter, to me, and back to the waiter. "Apparently not just food." She giggled.

"Jackie!!" I shouted at her while her and the waiter laughed uncontrollably.