Wrong Timing.

1050 Words

Khloe "Here's your order, Ma'am and Sir." The waitress placed our order on the table in front of us. Her voice was so annoyingly high pitched. I was watching her closely as she purposely moved her hips closer to Caleb's arm. My jaw clenched when I saw her rubbing her hips on Caleb's arms. As she put down the food on the table, her arm touched Caleb's nape, making me clutch the knife in my right hand tightly. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Caleb eyeing my hand. He looked up at my face, but I was so focused on the busty waitress in front of me. Yes, he was busty, but I didn't care. Here boobs were oversized. Her dress clung to her body so tight that her boobs might pop in a second. Her makeup was so cakey. I couldn't help, but dislike her. She could move a little and make some dista

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