I Am Yours, Mr Chevalier!
The Part 15
As Ben drives his car into the Tudor City area, Gregory, who is busy on his phone, realizes that Ben is turning. The two were planning to drink at a bar in Central Park.
"You changed your mind?" ask Ben.
"Yeah .we drink at McFadden's Saloon only" said Ben who continues to drive his car.
"Abueh .. I see." Gregory smiled mischievously after realizing what Ben was thinking.
"Unlike you think, I prefer McFadden's atmosphere, that's all, '" Ben denied when he saw Gregory's facial expression.
"Alright," Gregory murmured as he shrugged his shoulders.
Ben stopped in front of McFadden's Saloon which seemed to be getting crowded by visitors.
Both got out of the car and stepped in.
Ben saw Laras was busy delivering orders from table to table. French maid model work uniform but not too vulgar that the girl wear makes it so beautiful.
"Ben, can you have a photo for a second?" Someone's voice made him gasp. A man in his 40s had pulled out his phone preparing to take a picture with him.
"Ow, sure," Ben replied kindly while putting a smile on the camera of the man's phone.
"Thanks, Ben .. I'm your biggest fan" the man said as he shook Ben and Gregory's hands tightly.
The young women inside the bar waved at Ben and Gregory while calling their names. Some of them ran towards the two members of The Rebellion and took turns hugging and asking for photos.
Laras, who was busy serving visitors, turned to the noise near the entrance and saw Larry, his boss, welcoming Ben and Gregory and driving them to a separate table from other visitors. Usually only VIP visitors book that table.
The girl's chest was pounding. Why is Ben here, the mind.
"Ecci .. Baras, can you serve our VIP guest over there?" Larry's voice surprised him. He turned to Ben and Gregory. Ben waved towards Laras and the girl only replied with a smile.
Larry rounded his eyes a sign that Laras must immediately work out his orders.
The girl stepped over to where Ben and Gregory were sitting. His feeling was so nervous let alone see Ben did not take his eyes off him.
"Hi, Ben .. hi Greg .. what can I do for you?" tanya Laras tried to behave as reasonably as possible.
"I need some whiskey .. You, Ben?" gregory asked Ben who was looking at Laras gasp.
"Owh . yeah, whiskey .. any whiskey," he said nervously.
"Okay .. be right back" said Laras. Looking at Ben at a glance then passed away leaving the place.
Gregory looked at Ben with his glance. Ben ignored his best friend by pretending to be busy lighting his cigarette.
"Don't tell me you like it." Gregory teased me.
"What's? Oh no no .. she's not my type," refuted Ben.
"Are you sure?" Gregory teases Ben who looks nervous.
"I don't need to explain anything." Ben leaned his back on the sofa and raised his legs on the table and crossed them. Cigarette smoking in his fingers deep. It was Gregory who chuckled back.
The barrel returns with a tray containing a bottle of John and son kilmarnock scotch and two cups of sloki.As well as a large plate of dried ravioli.
"Compliment from the Boss" Laras said, putting the plate containing the ravioli on the table. Then followed with a bottle of whiskey and the slokinya glass.
"Thank you, Laras .. emh .. by the way, you look and beautiful tonn," Gregory said, making the girl's cheeks red. Gregory glanced at Ben who instantly turned grim.
"Thanks ..excuse me," said Laras hastily leaving the two men behind.
"She's pretty, right?"said Gregory while watching Laras who has been busy with his activities again.
"Uh-huh," said Ben as he opened the bottle of whiskey and poured into the slokinya and Gregory.
"I think this girl is attractive, she's different from other girls" Gregory said.
"You're interested in him?" ask Ben full of questions. His chest thumped as he asked Gregory that sentence.
The blond man downed his catchphrase, then chuckled.
"Of course I don't mind, Greg.." Chests rumbling. Is he lying to his feelings? His words in the heart.
"You serious, Greg?" ask Ben suddenly.
"Why not, you said he wasn't your type, right?So, I am free to approach him," replied Greg casually.
"It's up to you" said Ben without enthusiasm.
He put the whiskey back into his slok, then downed it again and again.
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"Hey Laras..!"
The barrel that was walking with Catherine turned to the origin of the voice that called out to her.
A long-haired man tanned with his sunglasses was leaning on his white-colored Mercedes benz GLS.
"Oh my Gosh, Gregory Miller!" Catherine screeching. Covering his mouth with both palms. The barrel cringed his forehead. What is Gregory doing here, he said.
"Hi Greg .. is waiting for Ben?" ask Laras while looking around.
Greg approached Laras and Catherine who was still hysterical. The girl greeted the handsome man immediately.
"I'm not waiting for Ben, I'm waiting for you" replied Greg. Catherine closed her mouth a second time. Back Laras squinted his forehead in wonder.
"I? Is there anything important?" ask Laras still with her taste.
"Well, I just want to take you out for coffee or lunch."
Baras was stunned for a moment. Gregory asked her to eat or drink coffee was something she never thought of. Given that Laras only met this man at a glance without any interaction like himself and Ben.
Amidst his inefficiency, Laras' eyes caught Ben holding a woman and opened the car door for her.
A sudden pain rippled through his chest. Ben who saw Gregory and Laras waving towards them. A look at the expression on the man's face was cold.
"Okay," answered Laras later.Greg smiled sumringah.
"Owh .. Do you want to come?" greg asked Catherine who had been dumb-eyed since.
"Ehmm .. I .. emh .. I have something to do, thanks anyway," Catherine replied nervously. "See you, Barrel." Catherine kissed Laras' cheek at a glance and said goodbye.
"Shall we?" Greg opened the door for Laras. The girl just nodded then got into the car.
Laras looked at Ben's car which had driven first. The girl breathed deeply.
"Sorry to surprise you with my invitation."
Greg's voice broke the silence.
"Owh .. yeah, I was a little surprised" replied Laras.
"I've been watching you since I first saw you at McFadden, after a reporter who took a picture of you and Ben,"
Beautiful eyes Rounded barrel. Greg smiled faintly.
"I thought Ben liked you,
that's why I didn't try to get close to you, but Ben told me you weren't his type, so now I'm brave."
The barrel swallowed heavy saliva. You're not his type, Greg's words make Laras' chest ache. The girl's gaze was straight ahead. I don't know why his heart suddenly felt so empty.
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