CHAPTER 32: NO MORE DATES.
"Ava muroe huh?" Frank asked, as he arrived at the bar where he met with Ava the previous time.
"I think you should apologize first before any other thing," Ava said, looking at him.
"Apologize for what exactly?" Frank asked, wondering.
"So keeping me here for more than thirty minutes means nothing to you huh?" Ava asked, frowning her brows.
"Oh, that. I was kinda busy," Frank said, grabbing a seat and sat down, making eye contact with Ava.
"Just that?" Ava asked, wondering.
"Okay, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting," Frank apologized.
"Good."
"Waite!" Frank called, ignoring what was on the table.
"I ordered this for us," Ava informed, pointing at the wine on the table.
"Naa. I don't take that, moreover I don't allow women pay my bills," Frank said, with pride that stinks.
"Get me my usuals," Frank instructed, as the waiter walked up to him.
