Chapter9

#Chapter9

TORI'S POV

/"Do you have a reservation here sir?/" A man asked as we stepped in. This place was the bomb. I can't remember the last time I stepped into a restaurant this beautiful.

Uh, maybe four years ago with your family who abandoned you cause you got pregnant at 18?

Great! Just great inner girl. Way to ruin the day. I was driven out of my reverie once Zach placed his palms on my back and we started moving to a table at the end of the room. At least we were going to have some privacy. I ignored the disapproving stares I got from these rich people and continued walking, my hold on Dahlia not failing for a second.

Once we were sited, a waitress walked up to us and did nothing to hide her sexual feelings for Zach, how rude? Zack ordered a Ragú alla bolognese which I figured is an Italian dish.