Chapter 408 The Little Girlfriend Is A Handful

• Upon hearing his question, the waiter promoted enthusiastically, “Our boss only provides the best. In this case, it's the Firestone Walker Parabola, an imperial stout with intense flavors of black cherry, dark chocolate, and roasted coffee. This Parabola beer pours with black color and has a silky finish and sweet profile.”
• Tobias waved him away and glanced at Skylar whose face had already gone red. She plonked her glass heavily on the table, the action causing the beer to slosh over the rim.
• “Tobias Ford, you're a jerk. You know that? It's bad enough that you always treat me like a ragged doll, but aren't you a man? Out of thirty days in a month, it's like you're in a bad mood ninety percent of the time. That's even worse than a PMS-ing woman. But you know what? It's fine. I understand that you don't wanna fully commit. That's why you string me along like that. You said you don't wanna get married and don't like kids. I'm fine with all that. Really. But aren't you worried that I might kick you to the curb one day if you keep taking me for granted like that? I've been very patient with you, you know? But just you wait. One day, when I've finally had enough of this, I won't let you walk all over me like that anymore.”