Ch.8
A/N: This is super short. Sorry!
I can't believe he brought us to La Grenouille. It has to be the nicest restaurant in New York. I am so glad Izzy dressed me up or else I would be making a terrible faux pa.
Jace takes my arm and wraps it around his as we walk into the restaurant. I am greeted with the most beautiful sight of elaborate flower displays and fancy folded napkins.
"Can I have a name for the reservation?" The host shots a bright smile in my direction. Wow, he's pretty cute. Wait, what am I thinking? I'm with Jace and he is ten times sexier than this guy. I brush off my unwanted thoughts.
"Wayland." Jace tensely replies, giving the guy a death glare. I guess he noticed how the host was looking at me.
"All right, well if you'll just follow me. I'll show you to your table." We walk behind him to a table for two in the back corner. The host pulls out my chair while Jace watches, seething. The host hands Jace and I menus, gives me a nod, then leaves.
"I can't believe him." Jace mutters while angrily pulling out his seat.
"What did you say?"
"Nothing, nothing." Jace opens his menu to start looking for what to eat. I take that as my cue to look at mine as well. But as I open mine, a small piece of paper falls out, onto the floor. Jace gets down on the floor and grabs it. I wait while he reads it. Within two seconds he crumbles the paper in his hand, gets out of his chair, and starts walking up to the front of the restaurant. I run after him.
"Jace! What are you doing?"
"I'm going to go punch that guy in the face!"
"What?"
A/N: I know it's a cliffy, but I'm not sure if I like this chapter. Please review and tell me. I can take it down and write something else if you guys want. Let me know! Love y'all! Until next time Cadbury chocolate eggs for everyone! Do you even like me doing these ending lines?