When they returned to the table, the awkwardness had tripled, and Amelia could barely eat her food. She kept digging her spoon into her plate without bringing out any food and didn't respond to any question Charles had asked her. This wasn't the freedom she had bargained for. One minute she felt free, and now she had a husband breathing on her every second.
Christie noticing that the blind date was already a disaster forced a smile, "I think we call it off today. We can meet some other time, right?" Her gaze was focused on Maroon, who was quick to agree with her, as he wanted to meet the lady again. He had always detested blind dates but there was something about Christie. She wasn't as beautiful as her friend, but beauty had never been what interested him in a woman.
"What do you say, Amelia? Should we meet some other time?" Charles asked, staring at her with hope in his eyes.
