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Part 15 | H E R • W I N E

Author: Hazel
last update Last Updated: 2022-11-09 13:45:30

"Good evening, I'm Lilly and I will be your waiter for the night. Is there anything I could get for you?" The black woman in her early 20's questioned with a warm welcoming smile.

Her hair was dyed blonde and buzzed, brown eyes, light skin and petite body.

Josephine read through the menu, everything she read was expensive and the way they describe each dish made her mouth wet.

"I'll have the creamy goat cheese ratatouille." She announced. "Drink?" the waiter Lilly asked. "Red wine please." Josephine replied as she closed the menu and her gaze flicked to Elijah who bounty read through the menu.

"What about you sir?" The waiter asked.

"Sushi for me and one of your best virgin cocktails." he declared, closing the menu and handing it to the waiter.

Josephine frowned.

The waiter took Josephine's menu and scattered away.

"What." Elijah questioned. "You don't drink?" she asked curiously Elijah simply shook his head. "Bad experience from it." he mumbled as his eyes drifted to the band
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