Prioritising Him

"Easton?" Flora's eyes filled with shock as soon as that waiter turned around and she saw him. Her eyes roamed all over his frame and she saw him wearing the apron and cap of a waiter.

Flora noticed him turning aghast as soon as he saw her there but then his facial features twisted into a sheepish one. Lowering his head, he walked towards their table which made Flora stand up on her feet.

He stood in front of her while looking down. She could clearly sense his hesitancy.

"Hey!" Flora uttered, trying to remove that awkwardness between them.

"Hi…." He replied, without darting his eyes upward at her face. Flora sighed. She knew he was feeling embarrassed but she couldn't find any relevant reason which should make him feel embarrassed before her.

"So you work here?" She asked him. He nodded at her slowly, still looking down.

"By the way you know you're looking very hot and pretty in this fit," she uttered, trying to lighten up his mood. He finally looked upward at her face and sa