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Java Jones
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Sep 16, 2013 04:30PM
She stuck her bottom lip out, making herself look like a kid
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He shook his head. "No way that is not gonna work on me Rosie if you remember I do have a little sister so I know all the tricks."
She rolled her eyes and moved around the booth. She sat in the seat next to him, not that sure why though.
"Don't roll your eyes they may get stuck like that."He told her as he watched her move to the seat next to him.
With is hands she grabbed both her wrists and pinned them together so she couldn't hit him. He then wrapped one hand around both her wrists leaving one hand free.
He just shook his head in amusement and waved the waitress over. "Hey Meg."He said sending her a smile, "Can I get another shake please." "Sure thing handsome."She flirted before walking away swaying her hips a little. He watched her for a bit before looking back at Rosie.
She felt instantly broken. She moved back to her seat and picked at her napkin, not looking at him. The waitress was really pretty, a lot more then her.
He noticed Rosie move away but didn't comment. "You didn't want anything else did you Rosie? I could get Meg back here?"
She looked up and shook her head. "No! No, you don't need to bring her back, I'm fine." She said to him.
She gave a half-smile. "She was umm... Pretty though. And it looks like she likes you." She said to him.
She laughed softly. "Well I don't like you that much." She teased, but inside she really really liked him.
"Thanks Meg."Vince smiled at her when she set his shake in front of him. "Your welcome."She told him before walking away or more like strutting away.
She smiled a little. "I'll bet she put in a little extra for you." She told him, hurting inside. But there was no way he would feel the same way back
He barked out a laugh. "Maybe she did. Maybe she didn't." He said with a shrug going back to his drink.
She smiled and looked around, tapping her fingers on the table. Then, she subconsciously ripped a small heart in the napkin, using the tip of her fork. She didn't realize


