Holy f—

 

I clamp my hands over my mouth to stop the screaming. Gasp and sharp inhales coming from every corner of the restaurant.

 

Zack is beyond shock. He freezes, as water dripping down his hair and forehead. He slowly looks up and seems still can’t believe what has just happened.

 

Eason is probably the only person not freaking out. He calmly places the glass back and smiles at Zack. “It suits you.”

 

“Are you FUCKING insane?” Zack shouts. He points at Eason and then directs at me, “Who the fuck is this guy, Natalia? What’s the matter with—”

 

Eason grips his wrist before he can finish. Eason’s expression darkens, almost scary to look at. Inch by inch, he pushes down Zack’s hand.

 

“Don’t point at her, ever again.” He states, word by word.

 

I’m still in trance. Everything happened too fast. How did Eason know I’m here? And why is he standing up for me? He was such a jerk this morning. What changed?

 

Zack cringes. He’s about the same size as Eason, but apparently he is afraid to fight him.

 

“Waiter!” Zack snaps his head at the waiter rushing towards us. “This man just attacked me! I want to call police!”

 

My heart suddenly drops. I can’t believe how shameless he can be. But he’s going to get everyone into trouble.

 

“Zack!” I hiss, “There’s no need for that.”

 

Eason snorts. “It’s ok. Let him tell on us.”

 

The waiter approaches us. Yet surprisingly, he turns to Eason and me first and slightly bows. “Can I help you with anything, Mr. Ramirez?”

 

…Mr. Ramirez?

 

Right, how can I forget? If Zack is a patronizing rich bastard, then Eason is ten times what he is.

 

I want to laugh so bad. Zack’s fossilized face is amusing to be

 

You heard the man. There has been some shouting and

 

my laughter. “Wait Eason…let

 

can’t bare spending another second

 

looks at me. He seems so normal right now, like a protective big

 

I nod.

 

Miss Moore prefers

 

call me “Miss Moore.” But I

 

and quickly storms out of the

 

want to thank Eason for everything, but before I could do that, he turns back at me and gives me a small snort of

 

I don’t like his sarcastic tone, but I’m still grateful for

 

with

 

my gratitude. Both hands in his pocket, he looks down at me and seems

 

write huge checks to animal shelter and pretend to care about global warming, you’d let them do anything. No matter how much of a jerk

 

drops. What’s with all the mood swing?! One minute he’s this loving and protective big brother, and the next minute he

 

be on

 

my love life?” I snap, “Oh I’m sure Mr. Playboy must have a lot to say about this. Because he has so many condoms in his closet and has

 

eyes burn with flame of fury. He shouts back, “I

 

open. What did he just

 

as well. His ears are red, but he continues to glower at me, not

 

our tension. “Mr. Ramirez, do you want to use

 

your fancy balcony!” I yell at him, “I’m out

 

rush out of the

 

mistake coming

 

my lunch plan end so

 

the

 

closer to me and pours me a cup of hot tea, “I thought you

 

making people open up to her. Before I realize, I have already told her

 

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