I just want to know what they taste like
He keeps looking at me bewildered but wait, could it be that this guy is so stingy that he wouldn't want to pay for that? At this thought I frown without even knowing, he blinked then pressed on the tablet before dropping it. I looked at the laptop and then back at him still frowning
Vince: what is it
Tamara: Did you place my order?
Vince: No
I stared at him for a while, this guy might look intimidating but I don't feel intimidated by him and come to think of it, why will I feel intimidated anyway it's not like I can't leave without him and his job but I can't believe he's this petty, I looked away picking up my phone to keep myself busy
Vince: Why would you want to taste all that, they might not all be suitable together
Tamara: Story, I'm not a fool, everything I picked could go together
We remained silent for some time until a knock interrupted us. We looked over as the door opened and a lady in a chef uniform walked in with a cart. She greets us and starts to offload the filled up cart on our table, opening and serving each dish and by the time she's done the table is almost running over. She packs up and leaves, closing the door behind her. Just as she left our boat seemed to move and I looked out the window and saw that we're now on the sea. Bringing my attention back to the table, I looked at the man sitting in front of me getting ready to eat
Vince: let's eat
Tamara: You said you didn't place my orders
Vince: They still came anyways, eat or else you want to sleep outside tonight
Hmmm, I'm just short of words, anyway thank God he's not petty and stingy like I thought. I picked up my utensils and started with my food adventure. I know a normal girl should be ashamed but not me. I can never be ashamed of eating food, that's not possible. The food is all delicious as expected even more than expected and I already know that I will be over feeding tonight. My partner has already dropped his eating items but who cares, the dishes were all ordered by me anyways. I went on with my digging until I couldn't eat anymore, I dropped my utensils to embrace my belly while looking at the table which was almost cleared up. Wooww!! How did I do that? I gave myself a secret thumbs up. Something came to my view and I looked up to see a glass of wine, I never ordered a drink so I didn't even spare a glance for the wine on the table but now having it as a top up will definitely feel good so I collect the glass with a wide smile.
Tamara: thank you
This man is not that bad after all, I took a sip of my wine and it was just unexpected. It smells good but tastes bitter, I frowned at the taste
Tamara: what the hell
Vince: glutton, that will help in digestion
Wait, did I just hear glutton, I looked at him immediately
Tamara: Do I look like a glutton?
Vince: Does it matter?
Tamara: I'm not a glutton, I only eat well
Vince: poooffs
I dropped the glass on the table
Tamara: I don't want to drink this
Vince: You have to drink it for your own good
Looking at his stance it seems I wouldn't be able to escape this fate, feeling like crying I picked up the glass wanting to down it in one go but I couldn't it feels like I would throw up so I had to catch my breath half way before finishing the remaining wine after that I realized that it doesn't feel that awful, I dropped the empty glass and wiped my mouth. Looking up at him, he seems busy with his phone
Tamara: thanks for the meal
He looks up at me then nods towards the window
Vince: you can breathe some fresh air while I finish up what am doing
I looked towards the window and it's already dark but the view outside seemed nice so I carried my seat closer to the window to see clearly, as I watched the endless body of water as it appeared calm and so transparent to the point that I could see the entire sky in it. It makes me feel like those shining stars and moon are within my reach, watching them shine so bright on the water lifts my spirits, filling my heart with satisfaction. I don't know how long I have been by the window when I noticed our boat is going ashore. I turned to Mr Holland and he was actually looking at me. I wanted to speak but he beat me to it
Vince: It's time to go
I stood up confused
Tamara: Aren't we supposed to have a talk
Vince: We will talk on our way, can we leave now?
Do I even have a choice?
Tamara: Okay
I pick my things and follow him out.
As we step out of the boat, the man that welcome us earlier is there again waiting for us, he followed us out while talking with Mr Holland who reached out to me in gesture to give him my hand so I gave him my hand and he held me while we all left the beach taking the same part we took when coming. When we reached Mr Holland's car the beach man bid us farewell and went back then Mr Holland and I started our ride home. It's 10pm and the road is now scanty, the car is very quiet and I'm expecting Mr Holland to begin a conversation soon but instead I become drowsy, dosing off every now and then until I'm finally lost. When I woke up again it took me time to gather my memories and realizing I'm in front of Lilies I was surprised. How did he know where I live? I look at him for answers
Tamara: you know where I live?
Vince: it's easy to find out
I don't understand what he meant by that but since he said so, I remember something else, about the discussion but why do I feel like this so called discussion is an excuse