George's POV

I was about to stop the waitress but she already walked away.

"What the fvck is wrong with you?" I asked.

"You'll thank me later. " Edward said, winking at me.

I glared, furious at him.

I needed something strong to calm the anxiety brewing within me and he just had to order water for me. Who does that?

I opened my mouth to say something but decided against it. I should be angry at him, but in the long run, I guess I didn't have it in me.

The waitress brought over the drinks and left. Edward chuckled as he moved the bottle of water to my...