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Desiree's POV
We've arrived at a well-known and beautiful ambiance restaurant, and I'm staring at George, who is busy looking at the menu and deciding what he wants to eat, while I'm scrolling through my phone then Alexander's number appears on my notification; he's calling me right in the middle of my first date with George, and I'm not sure what he wants from me. I assumed he was busy babysitting his parents as well.
"Oh, your phone is ringing; it must be an urgent call; I don't mind if you pick it up." George offers, and I force a grin before picking up the phone and going outside for some privacy; my three-inch heels click-clack every time I walk; I am not used to wearing heels like these, but Johanna informed me that gentlemen like to see women in heels.
"Alexander, what do you want from me?" that was the first word I speak to him.
He chuckles when he heard my annoyed voice. "Where are you? I am going to take you for a lunch."
I bit my lower lip, this is always been my hobbit biting my lips when I feel anxious. "Oh, sorry…I have a date with George."
I wait for him to say something but he had just been muted for over 10 seconds, I was going to end the call when he said, "Be happy on your date." he said and he's the one who end the call.
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