Brianna

“Champagne for us, please.” Jennet ordered in English even though I know she is from this country. She made me giggle, she was so strange, but in a good way.

Two flutes of bubbly champagne were handed to us moments later and as I thanked the server, she was already clinking glasses with me.

“To handsome men and expensive dress.” She muttered before pulling the flute to her lips. 

Her hand came down to my lower back before she swallowed and took in my appearance.

“You wear my husband's work so wonderfully by the way. His vision is exactly like a woman like you.” She said to me.

“And...