"Sassy," Antonio muttered, watching the way Camila's hips swayed as she walked away. Her heels clicked on the floor, making a sharp sound with every step.
He picked up the glass of water the waitress had placed on the table and took a long sip.
Camila was like a fascinating puzzle, all sharp-tongued and fiery retorts. But there was something far more interesting, and he found himself increasingly drawn to uncovering it.
He leaned back in his chair, watching her completely disappear. He hadn't intended to startle her so much, but her reaction... well, it was over the top, especially after the mention of 'face.'
That secret wouldn't remain uncovered for long.
"Sir, is there something else you'd like to order?" the waitress, still standing, asked, but Antonio waved a dismissive hand.
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