Chapter 11

Camela's POV

"Did you like the food, sir," The waitress asked

She has been coming to our table nonstop the whole time we have been here to flirt with Blake. All I wanted to do was beat the shit out of her. She was acting like I wasn't even there.

"Yes, the food was good. We will take the check now," Blake said

"I am so happy you liked it. I hope you will come back soon," She said and placed her hand on his shoulder.

"He said he wants the check," I growled. She looked over at me for the first time.

"Sure, I will get that for you," She said and walked away. My hands were bald in fists. It was taking a lot for me not to cuss her out. I looked over at Blake, who had a smile on his face.

"What?" I asked

"I guess you do feel it," He said

"Feel what?" I asked

"Our bond, deep down, you know that we are meant to be," He said, and I rolled my eyes.

"How am I going to believe that when everywhere we go, someone is flirting with you," I said. He placed his hand in mine and I could fee