The waitress nods and leaves with a wink to Elena. Elena groans softly and sighs. “I forget that everyone here knows me,” she mutters. “So how often do you go to that museum?”
Ren frowns and blushes and looks away. “I don’t know. I already told you I liked you, isn’t that enough?”
Elena smiles at the waitress and picks her own utensils up and starts to eat. I swear you two are made for each other. Jacob would never do that. ‘Ivy eats the way Jacob does?’ Yeah... Elena clears her throat, blushing. ‘Good to know.’
“It’s harder thinking your alone. Quentin, your not alone and your not going to be, I’m not going to let you be as your friend or,...” she blushes, “something more. Do you understand me?” She’d grabbed his tie to pull him down to her level and bring his face close so she can look him in the eye.
Angelica smiles. “Thanks. Now land.” She offers her arm.