braveisabel:

She studied his demeanor for a moment, there was this sadness in his eyes, like a man who had been through hell, but still tried to keep it together. However, she wouldn’t question it, not for now at least. The blonde bit down into her lower lip at his statement about her looking great.

Isabel took a seat beside him. ‘I like to keep men wondering, so I’ll take both statements as a compliment.’ She smirked in his direction before gazing down at the drink menu. ‘I’m scared to ask, but how many drinks have you had already?’ A playful giggle escaped from her plump lips.

He grinned, sliding the empty pint glass to the edge of the table. “Just a few. I have been here a while, remember?” The waitress brought the fourth beer wordlessly, walking away before Isabel could order. Ignoring the slight, he turned to face the flight attendant. “So, tell me. Do you make everyone wait on you, or just the ones with the audacity to contact you immediately? I know, there’s a rule about how long you’re supposed to wait, but that always seemed like nonsense.”