Always right

We went to a bar next to his house, which was probably one of those chic raffinate bars since the adornment was typical vintage and they even used Italian coffees and french croissants filled with different types of marmalade and chocolate. They even had salty options such as tortillas, omelet, pancakes, and so on.

When I followed Cameron walking in after me the waiters and the cookers both widened their eyes surprised, they probably didn't expect to find him with a woman.

"Good morning Cameron, good morning miss." They cheered us and I smiled, "good morning," I whispered.

There was an empty table on the bottom of the room so we sat there, a waiter came to our table as soon as Cameron lifted his gaze. I would never get used to being around someone so powerful who wherever he went he always had people do what he wanted.

The waiter drifted his gaze to me probably waiting for my order and caught me completely off guards since I didn't have an order yet.