Romans & histoires Cameron Table Ethan Allen

The manager said as they entered the room. "You may leave us now, I want to speak to her alone." Camilla shook her head nervously, silently pleading with the manager to stay with her. "Better behave." The manager whispered and left. Ethan turned to face Camilla, the first thing he noticed was that the picture Malik his private investigator brought to him did not do her much justice. He observed her even though she was not aware of his scrutiny as she had her head face down. He assumed that she was probably more than 5ft tall, her hair tied in a ponytail flattered her cheekbones, and her lips.."stop." He screamed into his head, wondering why he was checking her out.

There sat Ethan Quinn in all his glory—impeccably dressed in a tailored suit, focused entirely on cutting a steak with surgical precision. "Wow, candlelit dinner already? You two move fast," I whistled, watching the soft glow of flames dancing between them. Before Maya could respond, I witnessed something that made my eyebrows shoot up. Ethan slid his plate across the table toward her, a gentlemanly smile warming his usually serious face. "Miss Carter, your steak is ready," his deep voice carried through the speakers. Maya flipped the camera back to her face, grinning so wide I could barely see her eyes. "Gotta go! This steak isn't going to eat itself!"

Cameron is there. He came, that's surprising. But he barely acknowledge anyone. His eyes fixed on his phone. But then he lifts his head up slowly, maybe he felt someone's eyes on him. Our eyes locked. I smile, it's soft and small. He returns it briefly and drops his head back down. That's when my eyes drifts to Jenaya. But she won't even look up probably. I can't tell what it is yet. But she's restless. Too uptight.

Mr Robinson hinted at the boys who seem to be frozen in his office. Ethan's eyes widened at this revelation and Damien's eyebrows shot up to the top of his hair. Although Ethan had graduated on top of his class as well, he hadn't been awarded a summa cum laude recognition. Lucy Hale was indeed a force to be reckoned with and what Ethan loved more than anything was a good challenge. "Let's bounce guy." Damien nudged Ethan out of his trance and they left the office after they bid Mr Robinson goodbye. "You have hots for her, don't you?" Damien asked Ethan suggestively as they were walking to the conference room.

Cameron Jones in the flesh. Looking like a stud wrapped up nicely in a black turtleneck, long tailored coat, and a sleek black-gold mask. His hair’s tied up in this appealing way, like he’s casting for a modelling job. He's weirdly taller and broader. Well, it makes sense since it's been a few months I'd seen him. Oh crap. That means I owe Evelyn 200 quid. Not like I'm complaining though. What's in front of me is absolutely worth every penny.