Bimbo?I almost lose it.My poker face slides down to keep from laughing out loud.Bimbo?Really?
Aurei chuckles as he walks back around to sit down again.When our eyes connect, he sees mine twinkling at him, and he laughs."No.She is def not a bimbo."Then he leans back and flags the waiter to bring our food.The waiter rushes into the kitchen to get it.
He is enjoying the bimbo remark.Good.I wiggle to scoot back in the chair.She's lucky she used bimbo.Otherwise, I might have opened the can of whoop-ass I was about to tell her about.
Adona turns her back on me again and addresses Aurei."Is SHE what has kept you away from me, Maximus?"Her arm flings her hand in my direction for emphasis.
Bitch!Give it a break!I move to the edge of my seat, ready to pounce if she crosses his line.
He has eyes only for me as he answers her, and they hold the unspoken word."Yes and no."
"Who is she?Your new assistant?"
I pooch my lips, tapping my foot, working on my anger management, and only the look in his eyes keep me in my chair.
"No.She doesn't work for me."
"Who is she?Some relative from America?"
"No.Def not."He smirks.
"An old army buddy?"Her accent exposes itself with those words.
His smirk busts into a grin."She is a buddy, but not from the military.She's a bosom buddy."
My lips smirk despite my anger.
"Bosom buddy?I do not know this term."She looks over her shoulder my way but doesn't look at me."She is not a model.She is too short."
He corrects her."She's petite."I wink at him, and he smiles his beautiful smile.
She turns now to look at me down her haughty nose."She is fat."
My lips flatten into a hard straight line, and my blood pressure shoots up.
He winks that killer wink again, still smiling."She is voluptuous."
Only his smile, his words, and his expression keep me in my seat.
Belittling bitch!
"She is ugly."
With that remark, he cuts his eyes at her.His look tells her, 'you and I both know that isn't true.'
She takes advantage of his eye contact to shift her weight onto her foot closest to the table.She cocks her ass and puts her hand on her hip.She blocks my view of Aurei.She tosses her hair, rolls her shoulder, and the look of triumph at having his attention flares my wild anger again.
Oh no!Bitch!This ain't happening right in front of me!I push my chair back, slowly and carefully, then I stand.
She doesn't notice my movement lost in his eyes, but she changes her ugly remark to keep his attention, knowing she has struck a nerve."She is plain."
His eyes bore into hers, and the same narrowing of them, the tight jaw and the slightly pressed lips, study her before he tells her."She is flawless."
"She is not a model!"
"No.She is a dancer."His lips relax with the words.
"She is not a ballerina."
