Ruffled feathers

Ravina wanted to know how he knew. What exposed her? It must be her burning face that now burned for another reason. Fury. She was infuriated by his satisfied smirk that she was innocent. She wanted to slap it off his face. 

"Enjoy your delicacies." She said standing up to leave. 

He grabbed her wrist when she was about to walk past him. She turned her head, seeing everyone watch them through the window. She looked down at him. "Don't make a scene. Everyone is watching."

He smiled roughishly. "Don't make me make a scene." 

She tried to wriggle her hand out of his grasp without being obvious but failed. "What are you doing?" She said between clenched teeth, glancing inside again. 

"Not letting you leave." He drawled.  "You come and go as you please." 

She saw Saul smirking and turning to say something to Zoila who sat beside him. She giggled and looked at them again.