Chapter 14 It Has To Be You

• I stare at Sirius through the kitchen window, continuously rubbing my sweaty hands together. It turned out, Sirius’s idea of "something I should have done a long time ago" was dining in the main area of the restaurant.
• When he directed me to be his waitress my face dropped, and my palms began to sweat, he laughed. Sirius’s eyes twinkled as he pushed a piece of hair behind my ear and smiled teasingly before whispering, “Even I, the arrogant, self-centered Mafia King, still need to eat.”
• Before I could stop the words from tumbling out of my mouth, I said, “I knew Kings ate, just not devils.”