His Curvy Waitress

Chapter 3

Jennifer

"Hi"

Standing there was Vincent looking hot as ever. He was wearing a white dress shirt with the sleeves roll up, two of his top button open and a jean. So HOT!

"Are you done checking me out yet" he laugh

"Sorry" I looking away feeling embarrassed

"It's okay bella" he smirks

What the hell is Bella?

"Are you ready to go?" he asked

"Yes just give me a minute to my stuff, do you want to come in for a bit?" I asked opening the door more to let him in.

"Ok"

"Sorry about my apartment"

"What about it?" he ask curious

"Because it's small"

"Jennifer its ok, don't worry about it" he smile is breathtaking. No no no stop Jennifer after this date you see ever again because he won't go for someone like me. I bit he feels sorry for me.

"Jennifer are you ok? You zone out for a bit there" he look worried. Why is he worried???

"Yeah I'm fine, let's go" I grab my bag and keys heading to the door where Vincent is already waiting. How the hell did get there so fast I thought I let him?

As we was walking to his car I decide to check out Vincent butt. Damn this white boy got ass! I thought. When I look him he's already looking over his shoulder smirking. I guess he catch me red handed checking him again. Oh well

Holy moly! It's a freaking Ferrari and it's my favourite car.

"You like it then?" He asked smiling. I guess by the dreamy look I have on my face give it away.

"Yes! It's my favourite car" I said excited he chuckle

This is so embarrassing hopefully I never see him again.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that" I look at my shoe like it was the most interested thing ever.

I felt his fingers under my chin rising my face up to face him. "It's okay, I don't mind I like seeing you happy but it's not fair that you fancy my car more than me" he pout on

I laugh at his childish behavior. He so cute when he does that. I thought

He open the passenger side letting slide in this beautiful car. He jogged around to the diver side and slide in.

"When are we going" I muttered

"It's a surprise" he glance at me smiling

I'm so nervous I don't even know to talk about with him. I know he keep glancing at me because I can see him from the side of my eyes. I think he had enough of the silence so he decide to break it.

"So are you going to me anytime soon?" he asked with his eyes still on the road. "I don't know what to talk about, this all new to me" I look out the window

"So how long have been working at café Dolce?"

"A year" I answer quietly

"No I haven't been working anywhere until now because I was college unt-" I know if I didn't stop talking he would find out about my parents. Which I don't him knowing so he can pity me. I feel his hand cover my small one and squeeze it a little.

"Are you ok?" his brow knit in a frown

"Yeah I'm fine, just a little nervous that's all" I said with fake smile I hoping he buy it.