After I've used the bathroom I wash my hands and splash some water on my face before I stare at myself in the mirror.
I know technically Zane didn't do anything wrong but still my mind can't help going back to that morning with the blonde in the kitchen.
I take a deep breath, rubbing my hands against my legs and leave the bathroom.
Just as the door closes I see the flirty waitress put down our food, and slipping a piece of paper over to Zane before she saunters off, swaying her hips. I see him glance down at the paper before quickly shoving it into his pocket.
I frown, feeling anger and hurt rush through me. I make my way over to the table and sit down.
Zane looks at me and smiles.
"Hey. Just in time. The food just came."
I hum in response not giving him an answer just starting t
