Chapter Five
The inside
of Casa Ole was like a Mexican party.
Confetti everywhere. Sombreros
on the ceilings. It was a very festive
atmosphere.
We walked
further down the small isle that gave way to different compartments. Cute little two seaters decorated with
different colors. Very cute.
A waitress
showed us to the furthest one back, but not the last on the row. It continued from us on down. Had about four more other than us. Then it did the same thing on the next isle
before the one we were in. The next and
so on and so on.
Cameron let
me take the right side and he took the left, which caused us to stare directly
at each other. No problem here.
The waitress
came back with two menus and asked us what we wanted to drink. I said Coke and Cameron wanted Sprite. I made a face while he ordered it, but he
only laughed at me.
He looked up
at me from his menu. "Why aren't
you looking at yours?"
"Honey,
I know what I want."
He had a
smirk on his face that made me smile.
"Well, Sugar, you wanna enlighten me so I can chose what I wanna
eat?"
"Umm. No."
He closed
his menu and laid it on the table.
"Why not?"
"You
might not like it."
He laid both
his arms on the table and rested his head on his arms. "Test me."
I stared
into his brown eyes to look for anything bad.
Anything that should warn me. I
found nothing. Oh gosh. I'm reading into his words too much.
"Two
enchiladas, two tamales with chili and cheese sauce, and two tacos without
sauce."
His head
rose up as if a light went off. "That's
exactly what I want."
I crossed my
eyes and stuck my tongue at him. He
laughed once again.
He started
coming in closer to my face like he was going to kiss me. I backed up a little, but he put his hand
out.
"Don't
worry. I'm not going to kiss you."
My heart
slowed down on it's beating while I began to sit easy in the seat again.
"Then
why are you so close?"
"I
wanted to tell you that you are also not what I expected."
"Oh
really?"
"Yeah.." but before he could continue the waitress
came back. We both ordered the same
thing then started staring at each other again.
"So,
will you continue with what you expected me to be?"
He put his
index finger in the air and began.
"I expected you to be hard as nails. Rude. You can be, but not
like I expected."
"Well,
that's good I guess."
"Yeah
it is."
His eyes
held something mystical, something intriguing.
My eyes began to study his face.
Searching his eyes, his lips, and his chin. They were beautiful. He
wasn't what I was expecting at all and I hardly knew him.
"When
did you first meet Jonas?" That
question brought up movement from another seat around us. I couldn't help but look.
"Back
when I was nineteen. I've known him for
seven years."
"Which
makes you twenty-six."
"Yes. And you are..."
Before he
could finish his sentence, a beautiful black haired woman stood in front of
both of us. She was wearing a black
tight dress that showed her figure off perfectly. It had a low neckline and came down to about three inches above
her knees. She was about
five-four. When I looked up at her
face, her eyes glowed a bright green.
The true color of emeralds. Her
power flowed over me like a tidal wave at the beach. It was simply breathtaking.
I looked
back at Cameron to see his face molded in fierceness.
The lady's
voice was elegant and rare. It was a
beautiful voice. Something you could
wrap yourself around.
"Cameron,
how could you be so rude and not introduce me in your new lady friend?"
"It's
not being rude, it's being smart."
Her hands
swiped playfully at him.
"Nonsense."
She placed
her hand out to me and I was forced to shake the tips of only four
fingers. She was one of those girls so
feminine it almost made me sick.
"Since
our gorgeous Cameron here won't introduce me, I'll do it myself. My name is Selena Alice Lauren. And you are?"
"Sara
Pezzini."
Her eyes
went wide, "the vampire slayer.
What are you doing back in Houston?"
"Why
are you asking me that question?"
Cameron cut
in, "Selena, she's here because her friend is here. It is none of your business."
"Yeah,
so back off."
Her face
gave me a stern look; I gave it right back.
"Such
stupidity coming from such a beautiful face."
"Funny,
I'm feeling the same way."
"Cameron,
does she know who I am?"
I spoke for
him. "Don't talk about me like I'm
not here. No, I have no idea who you
are, nor do I care. I'm just trying to
have a nice lunch."
She smiled,
but didn't leave. "Cameron, I will
be so nice as to let you have lunch with this rude specimen."
I flashed
her a smile that was bitter. She turned
quickly on me and walked back to her seat.
Cameron
finally began to breathe again once she was seated.
"Yo,
Cam. Why you bugging?"
"She's
extremely powerful Sara."
"Well,
what the fuck is she?"
I heard shhh
sounds coming from the seat behind me.
My voice rose just a little so they could hear me. "Piss off." They shut up.
"She's
a lycanthrope. She's the master of what
you killed in front of Jonas's house."
"Can't
be."
"I'm
telling you the truth."
"I'm
out." I started sliding down the
seat.
He grabbed
my arm lightly. "Where you
going?"
"Think
it over."
"Think
what over?"
I started at
him as if searching for an answer.
"Think over why I am here."
He let go of
my arm and sunk back in his seat. His
entire face went to frowns. "Will
you please just stay here for lunch?"
I sighed and
stared at his face. He was so sad. "Yeah, I'll stay."
He smiled,
"now where's the beef?"
Once again,
I laughed.
