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I tapped my fingers impatiently on my lap.

The waitress returned, this time she had a shy smile on her lips. Sighing to myself I tried not to look upset gulping on my wine. She served the food, bending intentionally to reveal the non-existent breasts she had. Even the way she smiled was creepy. What was so appealing about her even? What if she was tall and skinny, that didn’t make her like the—my hands stilled.

Stop it, Rara. What was I so agitated about? What if she was flirting openly without regard for me? How could she do that to a married man? Could she see the ring on his finger? Or she purposely ignored it.

Averting my eyes I looked down at the food. It looked as delicious as I remembered, even the aroma baffled my nostrils making my stomach growl. Killian chuckled.

“My little butterfly is hungry.” Crossing his arms, he regarded me with an amused look. “It’s been a while since she ate.”

I held back the urge to roll my eyes as the waitress leaned to place the bottle of red w
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