CHAPTER 9: ENCOUNTERED SCENARIOS

Deandra's POV I avoided my gaze right away as I rushed to the counter. "Kylie...please can you give the orders to table number 8? I am quite busy with the other tables." "Sure." She smiled as she walked past me. I sighed with relief. At least I saved myself to another encounter with him. I bit my lower lip as I slightly frowned while taking a peek at them. I could see that he sat down in front of the beautiful girl. He's like explaining himself while the woman just gave him an amused...