Jordan's POV
"So, Daniel, what do your parents do?" Mom asked as we received our order.
"My dad manages a big company, and my mom owns several jewelry stores," he replied.
"That's nice. Jordan here wants to be an assistant for a large business too," she said.
"Mom," I sighed, and Daniel looked at me in surprise.
"Really?"
"Yeah."
I rolled my eyes.
After finishing our meals, dessert arrived: chocolate ice cream and two oatmeal cookies.
"Where's my ice cream?" I demanded.
"Um... I thought that you—"
"I'm not like other girls; I don't need to diet to stay slim," I snapped, and Daniel chuckled.
"Calm down, babe."
The waiter quickly left to get my ice cream. I felt cranky, likely due to my monthly cycle approaching.
"It's Friday, and the night is still young. You guys can go for a
