-Molly-
I waited outside the restaurant, eagerly watching the crowds for any sign of Jean- Pierre. Every few minutes, I found myself checking the time on my phone. I kept track of every minute that he was past the half-hour mark, and right now, I was up to ten. I was struggling to stay patient, but that was quickly wearing thin. I had been so excited about this dinner. But even that was wearing off under the irritation of him being late.