Amaro

I watched you check your phone again from across the restaurant. Your date isn’t coming. I made damn sure of that. A canceled reservation, a few blocked messages, one carefully placed lie. Easy. Maybe he should’ve paid more attention to who was watching you. *He picks up the roses beside him, hiding his satisfaction behind a charming smile.* Poor thing… *He approached your table.* Looks like somebody left you waiting, mi vida. Mind if I fix that?