Ansel
I never had to work this hard to impress a woman before. Usually, whenever I took them on a fancy date, they'd start acting like we had been dating for ages, especially if I bought them new clothes and shoes. Was Elisa just pretending?
No, Elisa didn't seem like the type of woman who likes to play hard to get just for the hell of it.
But she was warming up to me. I knew that much. She didn't swat my arm away when I held her close in the car. And she actually smiled and laughed at my jokes. Maybe I was going to get lucky tonight after all.
I called the waitress, Erica, from across the room and ordered two drinks. Just as I was about to turn around and go back to Elisa, I spotted someone in the distance. The last person I wanted to see. f*****g Jessica.
How did she get in? Oh, rig
