Chapter 392: Chapter 391.

Chapter 391. A Heart-Pounding Day Together with My Girlfriend: A Very Dangerous Game Under the Table. (2/5)

“Welcome, will it be just the two of you today?”

The only waitress on the floor approached us when she finished delivering a few plates with food to one of the tables with customers. 

“Yes, it’s just the two of us today,” Rosa responded while I was still scrutinizing the place.

The atmosphere inside the restaurant, overall, was quite nice. Some of the customers at the tables were chatting and interacting with other tables. It looked like everyone knew each other. Well, the town was small enough for everyone to know each other.

We passed by a school on the way here. It was likely the only one in this town and handled elementary up to high school.

The two tables to our right were filled with customers who looked old enough to be in high school.

“Did you want a seat at the counter or a table?”

“A table seat please.” I didn’t even have the chance to say anything. Personally, I preferred the counter over the table, but since Rosa already told the waitress a table, I didn’t bother to make a fuss. It didn’t really matter I guess. It’s not like they didn’t have any other free tables available should another party of four arrive.

The waitress led us to the table in the corner on the right closest to the fireplace next to where the other high schoolers were seated.

Rosa took the seat along the right wall next to the window while I sat down directly across from her with my back to the group of high school kids.

“Here’s our menu.” The waitress put down two menus on the table in front of us before she asked, “Were you looking for a specific dish? I can give you some recommendations for our more popular items if you like.”

“Thank you for the offer, but it’s alright, we’d like to take our time and go over the menu on our own first,” Rosa declined politely.

“Alright, just call me over when you’re ready to order.”

“Sure.”

“Did you want some water in the meantime?”

“Yes, thank you.”

“What about you, sir?” She looked over at me questioningly.

“Uh, yeah. I’ll take a cup of water too.” 

“Right away.”

The waitress departed for the counter to get a pitcher of water and two cups.

While she was away the two of us took the chance to open up the menus.

When I saw the prices, I couldn’t help but think they weren’t anywhere near as bad as I’d imagined. They ranged from $15-$20 per dish. I typically went for dishes in the $10 range at restaurants in the city, but considering the lower supply and demand for a place like this out here, I suppose the price was reasonable.

From a financial perspective, it would be tough to break even running a restaurant like this out here even if operational costs and the cost of living were lower. I was sure they definitely relied on tourists passing through the town to remain in the green. In the future, it would only become harder and harder to keep a place like this afloat.

While I had my eyes glued to the menu items I suddenly felt something under the table. When it bumped into my foot my eyes were drawn away from the menu to my partner seated across from me. She had her eyes lowered to the menu. Her elbows were perpendicular to the table with her right hand overlapping her left hand. Her chin was resting on the back of her right hand and the warm overly relaxed smile on her face suggested she was in an abnormally good mood.

She’s started to casually play footsies with me in secret under the table with her right foot. I could feel through the fabric of my pants that she’d removed the brown open-toe high heel sandal she had on.

She was wearing pretty loose casual attire that she often wore in the summertime while at home. Her go-to navy blue mini jeans and black tank top. It really revealed too much skin.

When we passed by those high schoolers earlier, the eyes of the guys in the group naturally gravitated toward Rosa and they momentarily stopped talking amongst each other for a moment. They didn’t immediately recover and speak up.

Only now had they started to whisper amongst themselves behind me.

“Holy shit, that girl’s hot as hell! She’s definitely from the city.” A boy whispered among his peers.

“What the hell’s with the gloomy-looking bland guy with her though?” A second boy at their table chimed in.

“You think they’re dating?” A third boy immediately followed up.

“No way, right? They’re probably just siblings or something.” The second boy I heard adamantly rejected the notion that we could be dating.

“Are you an idiot? Why would a city girl come to a restaurant in a small town like this with her brother? They’re definitely together, dumbass.” 

Indeed, that was a very good observation.

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The sober voice of reason came from the fourth member at the table who was seated directly behind me. The voice of reason belonged to a girl.

“Together? Like hell they’re together. I refuse to accept a bland guy like him landed such a hottie. There’s no justice in the world if they’re really together.”

Indeed, you’re not wrong. There is no justice in the world. I can’t argue against that.

“If you don’t believe it, just ask them yourself, idiot.” I could practically hear the eye roll in her response.

I couldn’t help but notice when Rosa’s smile grew a bit wider. She seemed somehow amused.

Under the table, while pretending to read through the menu, she was stroking my left leg playfully up and down with her foot.

In the midst of this, the waitress returned with the pitcher of water and two empty cups in hand.

“Here’s the water you requested.” She bent forward over the table and filled the cups up one by one.

“Thank you.”

“ThAnks!” I opened my mouth to thank her too, but my voice raised an octave higher. In the middle of offering my thanks, Rosa’s foot suddenly moved up from below knee level to on top of my left thigh. 

“Is something wrong?”

“No… nothing’s wrong. I just had to sneeze but it passed.”

“I see. Anyway, just call me over when you’re ready to order.”

“We will,” Rosa acknowledged.

The waitress turned and headed over to attend to another table calling her over.

I shot a glare Rosa’s way and whispered furiously, “What do you think you’re doing!”

She ignored me and continued to unabashedly stroke my left thigh with her right foot.

“Don’t ignore me and continue doing as you please.”

Rosa finally looked up at me and asked innocently as if she truly didn’t understand, “What do you mean? What am I doing exactly?”

“You knOH~ I bet this fried rice on the meNEW~ would taste pretty good.” I quickly covered up for my verbal slip-up. She’d suddenly moved from my left thigh and pressed her foot up between my legs directly on top of my groin. With the tip of her toes, she moved it over top trying to get a reaction out of my body.

Of course… she was naturally finding some signs of success with her aggressive advances.

“Oh? Which one exactly?”

“Which one? That is…”

I wasn’t even on the page with fried rice listed.

I hurriedly turned the page and found it as I desperately did my best to not let anyone discover the unseen activities going on below the table hidden by the table cloth.

Afraid of being caught in an awkward sort of situation, I even scooted my chair closer until my body was pressed up against the edge of the table.

“This one, number 35.”

“Oh, you mean their house special fried rice?”

“Yeah. That one.”

Sweat was forming on my back. She looked like she planned to escalate things even further from here.

“Wait, actually, on second thought, I think this is no good.”

“No good? What‘s wrong with it?”

What’s wrong with it? We’re in public inside a restaurant with high schoolers seated directly behind us! Cut me a break here, woman! This isn’t good for my heart!

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