CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
ROXANNE'S POV
"What? Wait!" I exclaimed in surprise, looking down at my torn gown. "Sorry for sounding rude" I dropped my cutlery "It's just that, I was extremely hungry so I lost my temper. Pardon me" I apologized, hoping my excuse was plausible enough.
He nodded and turned to leave again
"It wasn't done on purpose. I certainly wouldn't come out looking half naked" I tried to defend my clean reputation, giving quiet thanks to the spaghetti and meatballs that had given me a contented settlement and had filled my rudely vague mind with enough kind wisdom.
He relaxed a little "Actually, I came with a scarf just in case you might need one" he took the seat opposite me, smiling interestedly. His navy blue three-piece suit equally smiled at me, displaying its attraction.
