Chapter 3: Date

THIRD POV

They sit there starring at each other with glares directed at each other.

They have been sitted there for five minutes and all they did was glare at each other.

Suddenly they both forward their hands at the same time to grab the menu.

The moment their hands touch they both withdraw their hands like they have been burnt.

"How dare you" Hermes suddenly says but she doesn't reply and instead inhales.

Raising her hand, she grabs the menu and starts reading it nonchalantly.

"I'm talking to you, are you deaf" He says with a scowl on his handsome face.

"This is why idont want to talk to you, your face is not only irritating but also your voice" Adara tells him and huffs before raising her hand to call a waiter.

"Oh please, you were lost staring at my face moments ago" He says the arrogance seeping from his voice .

"Yes I was" She says and he smirks.

"I was left in awe at how hideous one could look" She finishes and the smirk is wiped off his face and replaced with a scowl.

"Good evening, Signor and signor, what can I get you this evening" The waiter who appears asks politely with a small smile plastered on his face.

"A wine"

"A vodka" They both say at the same time and immediately glare at each other.

"Let me be the older person" Adara says aloud.

"Please get both" She tells him and the waiter nods before turning to walk away.

"Let me be the older person" He mimicks and let's out a scoff at the end of his sentence.

She glares at him and slams her hand on the table before standing up with a furious face.

"Where are you going" Hermes asks and Adara ignores him to grab her bag.

"I'm done trying to stomach starring at something so annoying" Adara simply says.

"Never knew you were such a coward, but what is to be expected from someone who comes from a family of back bites y-" His words her cut off when she suddenly slaps him.

He stands up quickly from his chair his eyes blazing with anger.