Cassidy
“Welcome to my restaurant. I wanted to personally welcome you and bring this complimentary bottle of 1869 Château Lafite. Please enjoy, its the perfect paring with your meal. Call me if you need anything.” Pierre says and winks at me and walks off. Where the f**k is he going?
A waiter comes in and opens the bottle and pours a glass for Mr. Patel, then he refills my water and walks off. That waiter looks familiar to me, but I can’t ponder on that now. “Well, I may as well enjoy this expensive wine. It must be expensive if the owner brought it over himself. You sure are a rich bitch.” Mr. Patel says and drinks the entire glass in one go.
“That is actually good. I think we should take it with us. So, where were we? Ah yes, I want you to get up slowly, and hook your arm through min
