Chapter 180
Olivia POV
The bell dinged as we entered. Inside, fluorescent lights buzzed over checkerboard floors and red vinyl booths. A tired-looking waitress named Dottie, according to her name tag, barely looked up from wiping down the counter.
"Sit anywhere," she called out.
I led Alexander to a booth by the window, sliding onto the vinyl seat. He sat across from me, looking so out of place in his perfect suit that I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing.
"What?" he asked, noticing my expression.
"Nothing. You just look like you're afraid to touch anything."
"I'm being cautious," he countered, picking up a laminated menu with two fingers.
Dottie shuffled over, order pad in hand. "What can I get ya?"
What happens next? Find out!
FictionMe uses Coins to unlock chapters. New readers get bonus Coins on first purchase.
Continue with
or
Already have an account?
By continuing I agree with
Privacy Policy / Terms & Conditions






