Chapter twelve.

The Cafe was a walk away from the company and was frequently visited by the employees during lunch time.

Axel ordered an ice americano, while Lisa settled for a chocolate smoothie.

Axel took a sip, then gestured at her blouse. "You wore that last Friday right?"

"How did you know?" Lisa glanced at the black chiffon top she was wearing then asked.

"Do you lack clothes?" He said straightforwardly, and she shifted in her chair uncomfortably.

"Yes—no—i mean, I do." She coughed taking a drink from her smoothie. "I do have clothes."

"Let's go." He stood up, walking to the door.

"What?" Lisa grabbed her smoothie, looking between him and the waiter behind the counter. "The bill, we aren't paid the bill."

"Leave it." Axel threw back only two words.

Lisa weighed the pro and cons. The worst that could happen was that they would be stopped at the door.

And fortunately she was spared of the embarrassment.

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